have even thought of dying at your hands you mother-fuckin asshole. but thanks for the ride. t’was fun for the part where its not killing me.
On lunchbreak. The chronicles cannot be ported over here. it stays on mai staishun. unfortunately. kitteh needs puters at hoam to revive the plate.
although still unsure of whether to create a new plate or to continue the collab wif pantut.
still unsure of wad to do next. just going about life. with alcohol. better than going thru life alone and sober.
doctorbeans just passed the medical boards. we have a new doctor in the famileeh.
i iz proud.
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Tikoy can has a nuuu werkspace. I has back to the jungle. Has new tribe but is maek headache more frequent.
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need money badly, my domain just expired and i need a new hoam.
k tnx, bai!
to be kind when you’ve not really known what kindness is all about.
one needs not be ceasar to understand ceasar. o rly? you can only have an idea of what ceasar truly is or how ceasar truly feels. you can never fully understand what its like to be ceasar when you’re not, was not or never will be cesar.
i’ve been having a lot of trouble finding and keeping a job. and it has been a year now since i started looking. what is wrong with me? i don’t sabotage my interviews, i do the best i can (imo better than every other applicant). why don’t i get hired? is it because i’m fat? is it because i’m a woman? is the boss threatened i might take their positions in a few months due to my performance? yeah fkin right.. why? lord? tell me. i’m listening.
its hard to show kindness when you’ve only known cruelty all your life. there’s a thin line between the two and its easy to mistake one for the other.
i’m just glad its not impossible.
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Priorities. Morals. I am not perfect is an understatement. I do a lot of things that can kill your mothers. I say a lot of things that can kill your fathers. I lost jobs that can potentially bring them back to life.
In spite of everything, i still do have my poor excuse for a sense of HONOR. I can’t beg for love. I will beg for money, or steal them, but i won’t beg or steal love. I always believed its something that humans give us out of their own free will. Sure there would be reasons people would love you or like you. But I sure as hell don’t want the reason to be money. My soul is not for sale. Neither is my body. (Of course no one’s bidding, none that i know of ) But even if there were.. I am not for sale.
The need is there. The need to belong somewhere. But i don’t want to beg for it. Is it so wrong to believe that love cannot be bought? Fully aware that it takes a lot of money to be comfortable. I still want to believe that love is not about being comfortable. Its about believing in something. Its about fighting for that thing you believe in.
Am I so wrong to believe?