I try to see the "good" in people but it is hard to see the light of good when some people carry a black heart.
It wears me out that I have slowly become holding this dark feelings that the dark hearts loved to share with me.
It has been extremely hard for me to move forward without feeling that I may hurt people on the way.
My dark lustful ways have taken over in my dreams that I cannot control. It has become a deep desire that would not be acceptable in the reality. It will only cause pain and deception. It is sinful and immoral. That is something I refuse to be. Or maybe it is me.
It is hard to love and to believe. These do not exist any more. If I began to believe in love then it becomes a dark trap in me. It may feel like "everything" but it eventually falls into "nothing" because I see the world differently with a large eye in the center of my forehead. I see this world in my dreams. People, places, lovers, children, friends.....but mostly....me... (continue...maybe)
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
THE FORGOTTEN BOY
What a man you have been?
A man who points at another man's sin
Taking credit for what you have done
But repeating the same sin that the other man begun
Taking arms with another love in your life
And claiming that one day she will be your wife
But she doesn't realize that she has been number 4 or maybe five
Knowing all this information may give her an ungodly hive
However, I don't feel sorry for her slow mind
Because she has proven that she is not blind
You are filled with hate, anger and lies
So you deserve the love that the Devil doesn't cries
Because the Devil knows, the Angel you left could bring you peace and joy
Instead, he has become the forgotten boy.
A man who points at another man's sin
Taking credit for what you have done
But repeating the same sin that the other man begun
Taking arms with another love in your life
And claiming that one day she will be your wife
But she doesn't realize that she has been number 4 or maybe five
Knowing all this information may give her an ungodly hive
However, I don't feel sorry for her slow mind
Because she has proven that she is not blind
You are filled with hate, anger and lies
So you deserve the love that the Devil doesn't cries
Because the Devil knows, the Angel you left could bring you peace and joy
Instead, he has become the forgotten boy.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
FACEBOOK AKA FAKEBOOK
My best friend and I engaged in a conversation in regards to Facebook. Originally, I was invited to join by my, then, middle school nephew. I figured to ignore the request since we both had MySpace. Most of us were using MySpace to promote and share information. Plus, Facebook looked boring. Finally, a former co-worker requested me to join if I wanted to remain in contact since she moved. So I decided to join because I "thought" I wanted to remain contact with her, but I ended up deleting her in less than a year. So people found me from my past life to my present life. And I also had a crazy female stalker send me a nasty message that had nothing to do with me except her obsession for my daughter and her father. The difference, I had his child and she married him knowingly he never really loved her.
Of course, let not forget my male stalkers. I rejected in person but I guess they wanted to look at my photos. But I am a kind person. Then, it hit me. People read my materials and thought I was entertaining but they never responded. Then, they would find me and whine to me. I could go on. But what is worst, your enemies of your past wanted to be your present Facebook friend. Yeah, we have grown up, but we hadn't grown up that much.
Needless to say, I got rid of it. But I missed my closest friends to share my photos and stories. So I created a new account under an AKA. I had people of my present familiar or familiar ideas. But it repeated itself again, however, the difference was, I liked my friends and became slowly to dislike them.
Unless you are spreading a message, promoting a business or oneself, a needy person, or just a nosey person, it isn't for an opinionated person.
I had a former friend tell me that she liked to be friends with her exes so she could look at their pages. Basically, she told me,"I hope the bastard is miserable and have ugly women for leaving me or doing me wrong". Me, I have no interest of any of my exes returning in my life. They were an ex for a reason. NOT MY PROBLEM.
To my original subject, I sit in class and I see people looking at their Facebook that is free and not paying attention in class that cost, lets see, $80 per credit. Boys are stalking girls. Girls are stalking boys and girls. Who knows! But every person I talk to with a Facebook is talking about someone. I am guilty of it more recently. Like I said, my opinion have left the social network.
I don't beleive in being fake. And Facebook has become it. Fake people. Your real friends do not need a Facebook to keep you updated, it is called an email or a phone call. After I get rid of my 2nd Facebook account, I know which people on my list who will call me.
Of course, let not forget my male stalkers. I rejected in person but I guess they wanted to look at my photos. But I am a kind person. Then, it hit me. People read my materials and thought I was entertaining but they never responded. Then, they would find me and whine to me. I could go on. But what is worst, your enemies of your past wanted to be your present Facebook friend. Yeah, we have grown up, but we hadn't grown up that much.
Needless to say, I got rid of it. But I missed my closest friends to share my photos and stories. So I created a new account under an AKA. I had people of my present familiar or familiar ideas. But it repeated itself again, however, the difference was, I liked my friends and became slowly to dislike them.
Unless you are spreading a message, promoting a business or oneself, a needy person, or just a nosey person, it isn't for an opinionated person.
I had a former friend tell me that she liked to be friends with her exes so she could look at their pages. Basically, she told me,"I hope the bastard is miserable and have ugly women for leaving me or doing me wrong". Me, I have no interest of any of my exes returning in my life. They were an ex for a reason. NOT MY PROBLEM.
To my original subject, I sit in class and I see people looking at their Facebook that is free and not paying attention in class that cost, lets see, $80 per credit. Boys are stalking girls. Girls are stalking boys and girls. Who knows! But every person I talk to with a Facebook is talking about someone. I am guilty of it more recently. Like I said, my opinion have left the social network.
I don't beleive in being fake. And Facebook has become it. Fake people. Your real friends do not need a Facebook to keep you updated, it is called an email or a phone call. After I get rid of my 2nd Facebook account, I know which people on my list who will call me.
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