På tide å dra hjem kanskje?

I går hadde jeg som jeg nevnte en jævlig dårlig dag. Ikke depresjonsdårlig dag, men en normal dårlig dag. Utover ettermiddagen begynte jeg å bli litt småirritert, og etterhvert bygde det seg opp til å irritere meg over alle andre mennesker, og alt de gjorde. 157 more words


So fucking TRASHY!

““In the South, or in the Midwest, there in Iowa, you would not have people who would just throw the F-bomb or use gratuitous profanity in a professional setting,” Huckabee told a Des Moines radio host.

290 more words

Take a Fuck you 5 minutes

Perhaps it’s my repressed rage coming through here but there are instances when people just need to be told to fuck off. I’m telling you right now, take a Fuck You 5 minutes. 275 more words


Ticking Time-Bomb

*Warning: Language*

I’ve had enough. You wanted to fuck around and abandon those who love you most and those who have stood by you with all of your decisions in life, fine! 573 more words

The Reinvention of Me

Wow.  What a year 2014 was and what a crazy year 2015 is starting to be.  In November, I posted Tornadoes.  Well, turns out only 1 was an actual tornado and the other was a victim, like myself.  738 more words


I'm  a story in mourning. And you're the author. So pour out your masterpiece.

I’m moving through the stages. First denial, then the sharp pain. I think I’m nearing numbness now.

I welcome it, actually.

I’d very much like to get back to a sense of normalcy, but for now, numbness will do.



Never let a liar win, even if he has a gun. Tell the truth even if you are losing. That will put the odds in truth’s favor. 70 more words