| | 10545 | | I'm really picky about the opposite sex.
And in no way am i in a position to be picky. Beggars shouldnt be choosers. | | | | | 10544 | | i could and very much want to break down my brother's ex-girl.. but i'm scared for my soul. there's something even i don't trust about myself. | | | | | 10543 | | One of the worst things is that even though I know she is an emotional train wreck, bat shit insane, damaged goods, untrustworthy, a scheming liar, more or less a complete slut, totally oblivious to the fact that she is all of these things and otherwise just not good for anyone including herself the sheer fact that we were together for a while and it seemed good still holds sway over me. I'm a detached person, never has someone had some kind of unexplainable power over me and I fucking hate it. | | | | | 10542 | | God, I love you but I’m sick of being without. I’m sick of being down, I’m sick of being out. I’m ready to be more, do more, and get the show on the road. I have ANTICIPATION. Yes, I know it’s all part of your ‘plan’. But I’M part of that plan. Can I have ONE little inkling that I’m in the right place and on the right track? Two years. I’m told to be faithful and hang in there and ‘good things are to come’. Two years. I’m told to ‘think good thoughts’. That which you dwell upon, you bring about. Two years- furniture? Car? Business? Money?
Look, it’s cute enough. But quite frankly this is stupid- game time is OVER. If we can’t get this show on the road, let’s end it. And you know EXACTLY what I mean. Whatever crap this is, whatever the holdup is, whatever the problem is, let’s be real about it. Because it’s not right to put this hope and desire so heavy on me and then just…nothing. I’ve been very clear in my desire; I don’t even care to debate this anymore. I NEED what belongs to me. I NEED to move forward. I NEED my stepping stones, I NEED my break. LIFT ME UP. I’m tired of going through this ‘shoved underwater’ feeling and being let up for air just when I almost lose consciousness only to be shoved under again. I said to you WHATEVER- I – NEEDED- TO – DO: YOU TELL ME and I will DO it. IF THERE IS ONE PERSON WHO IS READY WEILLING AND ABLE TO GO THE DISTANCE IT’S ME. This ‘existence’ is not the life I want, this is not the life I deserve, this is not the life you lined me up for and you and I BOTH KNOW IT- or I’d be at peace with it- and I AM NOT. Look, while I’m dicking around with stupid stuff here, I’m wasting valuable time I could be using serving YOU. I want to serve YOU. Not worry about bills. If I’m too dumb to get it right- let me go. Because I’m not living like this. I KNOW I don’t have to. I KNOW you have given me ALL I need to succeed. I KNOW you want us happy and healthy and overflowing in affluence and abundance. Well, I KNOW what is mine. It’s not my fault if no one else does. But I KNOW- because YOU sent me here with a KNOWING. And I KNOW I was meant for a great, affluent life. You have to let me know- if it’s not going to change say something because we’re not living another year like this. Everyday I live without being my full true self, I go NUTS just that much more. YOU HAVE TO LET ME KNOW. You KNOW I make no exceptions. I. DO. NOT. SETTLE. I WILL NOT SETTLE FOR ANYTHING LESS. This life of affluence is the life I WANT. IF I WANT it then I know it is TO BE. I KNOW it is mine. IT IS EVERYTHING I AM. I WANT MY FUCKING AFFLUENCE. I want my money. I want the affluent life I envision in my head. That is MY LIFE. THAT IS MY LIFE. THAT IS MY LIFE. I saw it when I was extremely young. You have given me a life and careers that have put me in fine homes and fine restaurants and other countries. I WANT MY LIFE. The life that is MINE. I CAN have it NOW. Without worrying about ANYTHING. You keep sending me mixed messages about ‘having whatever I want’ and faithing things into manifestation, and anointings. You’re sending all these messages. GIVE ME MY MONEY. IF IT IS ME DOING THE STOPPING IGNORE ME! BYPASS ME! DO NOT LISTEN TO ME. BLESS ME ANYWAY! I WANT THIS MONEY MORE THAN ANYTHING.
Money. Instant money! Instant lavish affluence. Instant rapid manifestation of lavish affluence. A jackpot lotto win! A Jackpot lotto win! A jackpot Lotto win! A jackpot lotto win!!! THAT’S WHAT I WANT. And all I want to do is help people in the end. I WANT MY LAVISH AFFLUENT FREEDOM!!!
| | | | | 10541 | | I hate most of the people I know. | | | | | 10540 | | I so desperately want to win the lottery- I would do anything. All so I could just quit my job and spend the rest of my life traveling and helping people. | | | | | 10539 | | if I saw my third grade teacher ever again, I'd push her down for being such a wicked witch to me. She's probably 80 or 90 by now but I don't care. | | | | | 10538 | | I'm happy | | | | | 10537 | | I went to Starbucks to do some programming tonight. On the way home, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up some milk and other refinements. Normal evening. except i hit that car and ran away because i didnt want to face it. i am such a pussy | | | | | 10536 | | I'M GAY!!!!. feels so good to let that out
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