RN

Rambles, Shambles, and Gambles.

I have to write a soliloquy on a personal tragedy. I have no idea what to write about yet, but I hope it’ll be so tragique that you’ll just want to end your life.

Two seconds later…

To Love & Be Loved In Return. Uhm, hello brilliance just sprung upon me. Thanks Moulin Rouge for making me realize my own inability to love. LOL.

To all those who think I’m a manhater (Tiffany actually called me this. Rude…ly true? Haha! Nonono! I can explain!) this one’s for you. I’m not a pristine bitch who thinks she is too good. And I hate that that’s a stigma that follows me everywhere. :-(

I have a heart people, really! I cry when animals die in movies! I have a soft soul! I have fears, too! I hide behind my many façades! I’m not made of stone!

Oop… maybe that’s why. Ohhh? Haha.

LOVE,
J

If I roll my eyes any harder they might fall out.

Kind of annoyed by these repeating acts of condescending quips. HELLO. NOBODY CARES! SO JUST STOP IT. And I can’t even say it because I’m trying to have some class here. Or maybe I’m just scared. Whatever, I’ll admit it, but at least I won’t beat around the bush and indirectly e-flame people down.

I guess some people just get stuck in their stationary lives. MOVE ON, MAN, MOVE ON! Get out of here! See the world, don’t just talk about it!

For the betterment of both of us, fill up on more worldy issues. And stop putting yourself on a pedestal. Albeit undeserving. Quit the belittling, it’s just not in us to be as cool as you.