I have been holding too much of the negativity in. I have been focusing on positive and not releasing this negative energy and now, it's stuck in my body like balls of whirling black tar. It's blocking the flow of my energy.
The left side is the feminine side and throat is your voice ... I have been afraid to get messy. To speak my truth and the let anger and the hurt and the frustration I feel out. I tried to do it last night - to write it out, then burn it -- fire is purifying. But ironically as I was burning my feelings about the guy and his baby's mama and the situation, which is just so fucking Jerry Springer it makes bile rise in my throat, his best friend called me (the guy was with him.) Baby Mama is at again, they said. Like I give a shit!
Seriously, this chick needs to get a life! I've asked time and time again that they leave me alone!
He didn't call to wish my happy birthday, since tomorrow is the big day, nope, that was not on his mind, but what was on his mind was what She knew, or more specifically, what his lying ass would have to cop to. F*$king p*$$y! I've decided not to censor myself .... I'm letting my dark feelings out.
Here is the forum, my hidden blog. That no one reads ... It's for me basically, an account of my journey. The journey of my dark and damaged heart. So excuse me if I get a little coarse here.
Be forewarned ... FUCK is some of my favorite punctuation when I'm in this mood. And today, I'm in the mood to fucking scream! I am in the mood to break shit. (btw - punching things and breaking shit was prescribed by a doctor -- let it out, he said, you gotta let it out!)
Ok, so here I go ... listening to
Limp Bizkit - Break Things
LOUDLY
You wanna justify, rippin' someone's head off.
Your best bet is to stay away Mother Fucker ....
it's all about the he says, she says bullshit,
I think you'd better quit talkin that shit!
You'd better quit, Talkin that shit or you'll be leaving with a fat lip!
If my day keeps going this way, I just might break something tonight!
Gimme somethin to break!
Gimme somethin to break!
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So that's how I'm handling life with the sleazel today. (Sleazel is a sniglet -- sleazy weasel = sleazel) LOUD MUSIC ... hard core ...
BTW - I didn't break that particular glass ... It's a nice image tho ... :)
So tomorrow's my birthday ... I've got a full DRAMA-FREE day planned! Guess what I'm wishing for?
Happy Birthday to me!