Trumpinoed!

Boy she sure played the Trump card. So fucking stoned I can barely remember the page I’m trying to get too. WordPress dumbass, you’ve only done it a couple thousand times now. Trying to forget this reality I’ve created looking for a way out, a hill to climb some sign and there’s my problem. I’m looking for something I already have, I got myself into this mess, therefore I have the solution to this mess. The problem is figuring out the mess in our heads and getting out of our own way seems like the biggest problem! You have it in you, we all do. A girl who plays soccer for a living turned the world on its ear recently, she even baited the man holding the highest office in the land into a hissy fit. She took on what some believe to be the most powerful man in the world and made him well! Again he’s a perfect example of what I am trying to say here, we all Trumpinoe ourselves. We all say things or do things or talk ourselves out of things long before we should. Looking back, what did you give up on that you shouldn’t of? We all do it and I’ve realized a lot of things lately. I made a lot of things okay, I made being second and getting passed over okay. Then I made playing the victim because of it okay and then wondered why I never fucking got anywhere! Easy to make shit other people’s fault! Easy to play the victim, shit works and everybody is doing it these days, but you have to want more. People will treat you and use you how you let them. That shit about what you allow is what will continue has never been truer at 41. Figure that shit out at 21, I just gave you a nugget there that people have said before and has been tested over time, pay attention. Pay attention who is there when you can do something for them and when you can’t. Who calls to hang and who calls when they need something, until you clean up your backyard and tighten up your ship, your ship will spring leaks. Eventually that bitch will sink, decisions have to be made, people will have to go and you may not want them too and they make take shots at you for it, but in the words of Trump lol. Clean out your own personal swamp, before you too get Trumpinoed!

I’m Worried About Years, Not Queers! Backyard Convos With Bullis!

First off, I don’t hate gay people and you shouldn’t use that word, but how many people looked just because of that? Show of hands, oh look at the people shrinking in the back of the room. Oh the words we use, the President uses them well to his benefit for sure. We all use them, but it’s how we use them, I just used the word queer to get people to look! Did it work, maybe, maybe not, but in the real word buzz words seem to work! Bullis by the way would by my 90 pound lab pit bull mix and I’ve come to realize the best conversations in life are with him. Whether I am wrong or right, he’s always going to agree with me, what else is he going to do? Loyal as fuck and you can tell him anything, deepest darkest shit I’ve never told anyone and who again is he going to dime me out too? I have a real bad feeling that shit is about to be going bad Drake and Bullis would agree with me! He would agree with me that maybe I’m never going to be at a gay pride parade, but instead of worrying about queers, I should worry about those years I wasted! Oops, my bad, I said that word again, but fuck it in 2019 you can say damn near anything. But hey there was a novel idea, worry about my own shit and what I’m going to do about those years I wasted instead of playing God in someone else’s life. Damn, that right there is some good shit, worry about your own shit, pretty sure people have said that before, but nobody pays attention to anything other than their fucking phone anymore. Man I’m mad, every other word is a swear word and I’m on a roll, on one Drake or whatever, and Bullis bailed on me. Little bastard fell asleep and I’m not sure I should be left  un-supervised right now. I feel like Trump on a two in the morning twitter binge! In the end looking at Bullis, I think more than any of it he’s worried about me and now he just walked off to take a pee. Not worried about Queers, not worried about years, wagging his tail and being a dog and living in the now…….

Back Home, And This Shits Lethal!

The stay in one place too long and watch your life fade away in front of your eyes saying is true. Watch the years passing by and you just standing on the sidelines waiving at them. What’s that saying, “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.” Or some shit like that, worse is the fact that I let it all go down this way and now shit has gone way off course. The way I thought it would go down and who I thought would be with me have so drastically changed in just a short period of time. There’s that word again, time. Too much of it wasted worried about what others thought of me that I lost track of what I thought of me and let myself become something I’m completely not. Amazing the shitty things that we are capable of doing and doing to each other when we lose sight of who we are. The things that we can make okay in our head, the things we can justify because hey, they were doing it so why can’t I? Nobody gives a fuck anymore, nobody wants to be better or hold themselves to any fucking standards. We are too worried about Twitter Trump and who is what gender and all this shit that well…. I get Meghan Rapinoe, I don’t get why the President has to get in a sparring match with her. Like her or not, my grandfather took a bullet for this amazing country so she has the right to be herself and Mr. President it sure would seem you have bigger fish to fry. But it’s this scandal and it’s Nancy’s Fault and Trump is this and fuck man I’m 41 and feel like I’m back in middle school. But no solutions, just mud slinging and name calling and blaming whoever you can and what happens when we run out of people to blame? Boy back home right now this shit is lethal, 20 years wasted a country and world wasting away, natural disaster type of events happening all over the place and what are we doing? What we always do, look the other way…..