One sec … I’m having a moment of toxic calmness – I just don’t give a fuck! Or two shits! Simmering till I boil over.
… back to normal.
I have a confession to make; I still listen to homophobic dancehall music. AND I was dying to listen to some R. Specifically, Step In The Name of Love. I mean, he’s already being punished right!? Why am I punishing myself?
I don’t know if I believe in cancel culture … I don’t like the idea of fuckin’ with someone’s livelihood, cause I wouldn’t want anyone fuckin’ with mine – if I did some stupid shit and it got caught on camera, and people called for me to get fired, I can’t afford to lose my job. Mind you, some people say cancelling doesn’t work as the person may become even more popular because of the call to be cancelled.
People fuck up, some worse than others yes, but to what extent and for how long are they to be punished? And who the fuck am I, or you, to decide! I plan to do good shit with my life and leave other people alone – And if I want the freedom to express then I must give others that freedom, even if I don’t like what they’re about – we all have to find our way.
Look at all the crazy fucked up shit I say that I think is funny! Someone could easily get offended, if they choose to, and then what?
you do your dirt
Fuck you and your cancel culture
you get caught (maybe)
you do your time
you move on to become a better person (maybe)
And that’s all I’m gonna say about that.
Last night, on my way to bed, one member of the Trinity scared the crap outta me …
“Jesus Christ Jesus! What are you doing in my bed!”
“Chillin’ !”
“What’s that you’re eating?”
“Peanut brittle! Come lay down!”
“I saw you at St. James Cathedral slurping your ramen mad loud.”
“Yeah. I was going to come over and say hi but you left.”
“By the way, it’s ‘lie’ actually and … OUCH! What the fuck! Why is there a whole buncha peanut brittle shards on my side!”
“I’ll clean up!”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course!”
“How come every time I see you you’re eating? … Jesus? JESUS!”
He left without saying bye! 🙁
Do you remember the episode of Fleabag where she got back with her ex and he wanted them to do things to surprise each other? One day she came home and he was in the shower. She saw the table made up for dinner, and realized she didn’t have anything to surprise him with … so she put a stocking over her head, got a massive knife from the kitchen and approached him in the shower pretending to be an intruder. LMAO.
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If I had the wings of a dove
I would fly, fly away
fly-y-y-y
away-ay-ay-ay
and be-e-e-e at rest
Since I have no wings
Since I have no wings
Since I have no wings
How can I fly-y-y-y
Since I have no wings
Since I have no wings
Since I have no wings
I’m gonna sing-sing-sing-sing
If I had the wings of a dove …
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In thinking about my exes I am wondering about what attracted them to me and why we broke up – why did our relationship dissolve. Since I still talk to most of them, I am tempted to ask the questions. Don’t worry, I am not tempted to get back with any of them, I’d rather get possessed by an Evil Dead demon.
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This song pops up every now and then, you’ll see it again
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine
let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
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My sister stopped by … I got to spend a few hours with the fam! Yay!
Keep the promises you make to yourself!
Cause you made them for a reason, yes!
Fri Jun 30, 2023
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