Ooh Threats

I have some hacker that is on topface acting like he is from another country. The funny thing is he has a Minnesota ip address. What a jerk, wants me to get naked and masturbate online with him, like that is going to happen. He says he is going to trash my profile like I really do not care.

He has a serious problem if he thinks threatening me is going to get him anywhere because it won’t. Men are so stupid sometimes and this is a perfect example.  Men that try to use sex to control a woman has picked the wrong woman because I do not have a sense of humor when it comes to this.

This jerk either can’t get a woman his age or he thinks older women want him, lol. He said he was going to crack all of my passwords, ok have at it. Some people have serious control issues and I think he has one and is probably short as well. Why does this have to be so difficult?

Maybe I will just focus on “C” which I am but these guys on these dating sites give me free entertainment as they make an ass out of themselves. Maybe other women have cam sex with strangers but not me, I save that shit for someone special and I have yet to meet that individual.

Some Things Are Just Funny

I think the one thing that makes everyone laugh is when someone farts. I think it is hilarious especially when I am the one doing the “every step farting”. The kids and I let em lose all the time and we always laugh. I cannot think of anything else that makes me laugh like farting.

  We have so many different kinds of farts and some are seriously dangerous. That silent but deadly a.k.a. as the sbd fart is the one that is a killer when in a closed area like a car or elevator. Then we have the wet one that always leaves a bit of itself behind and then you have those “little poppers” that are short but loud enough to make their presence known.

You cannot tell me you are not laughing as you read this because farts are funny and all of us laugh. First we laugh at the sound and then when the odor is real pungent we begin to laugh again. I just crack up and can’t help myself and no I do not feel sorry for the guilty one, because  most of the time it’s me, lol.


How’d It Go?

Did you happen to go out on a date tonight? Get laid? Probably not but who knows and instead of being with someone who cared for you, you chose to see someone else. The choice was yours and you threw away someone pretty awesome to try to build something new with someone new.

I hope it was worth to you because  you just made the biggest mistake of your life and you will find out soon enough. Do you feel that the person you left behind isn’t good enough for you? Well then you are an ass and have fooled yourself by beauty and you will find how shallow this new person is.

Either way, you are a loser in the grand scheme of things and you cannot undo the damage you have done. Some people have to learn the hard way and wonder why they aren’t happy. You cannot continue to expect someone to wait for you because they will find say forget it and move on.

When you hurt others believe me it will come back to hurt you twice as much and the person you hurt may not accept your apology and probably won’t. So, I do hope your evening was worth what you have lost because there is no getting it back, not now not ever and remember that.

Where Am I

Where am I now? I do not know and I have no idea where I am headed but I wish I could be saved from the loneliness and emptiness. My life is so mundane, so vanilla and so boring as hell. There are no moments of laughter or happiness, there are no moments of contentment and inner peace.

Sometimes I feel like walking off the diving board into an empty pool that is twenty feet deep. I am so tired of fighting to survive and I am so fed up with everyone’s lies. What I ask for is way too much I guess a simple hug a simple kiss it’s just to much to ask for.

He’s says we will be together and we both know that’s a lie so why does he keep saying it? I will always wonder why, I need to laugh just a little laughter once in a while I just need a hug once in a while too. I feel as if I am supposed to make others happy while denying myself the same pleasure.

He says he loves me, well if he really did he would leave my life the way he came in. He says these lies and hurts me so but he still continues with his disguise. Does he love me? No, well maybe as a friend but nothing more and if he does he needs to prove it because I am not feeling it.

Where Is The Laughter

It’s so quiet around the house and there is no laughter, Ry made me laugh and I miss him so much. He will possibly be transferred to another mental health facility for possibly up to ten days. If I refuse to pick him up from the hospital he will be going to a shelter and I cannot let that happen.

I’m so afraid to bring him home and he may try suicide again so I do not know what to do, I just cannot let my child go into a shelter until they can find him a home and if they did find him a home I am afraid that he will kill himself. I want my baby home and this is so hard for me.

This is the time I need “him” I wish he were here to hold me and make me feel something besides sadness, I am a good mom but sometimes I feel like a huge failure. So where has all the laughter gone? Will it ever return to my life? Am I ever going to be with the one I love or is that a pipe dream?

I’m pretty much stuck until after Christmas as I have a court date the end of this month and the end of December to wipe my record clean. Then I will have my life back finally and I can breathe slightly.

A Little Bit Crazy

Yes, that is how people define me but they tend to leave out the little bit and go straight to crazy, my friends and I are always laughing because I am the true asshole that you look at when you’re in a restaurant in a bad mood and say “what the fuck is she so damn happy about?”.

Ya I do crazy shit but that’s me, if I gotta pee, I’m peeing right where I stand, like I did when I was maid of honor for a friend. Her dad and I were pounding down seven and sevens and I had to pee really bad so I was heading out to my car to grab some smokes and got caught in “mill traffic”.

The guys/gals working the midnight shift at the steelmill, well I was stuck in the middle of the road and that was all she wrote. I lifted my dress slightly, spread my legs and peed for like five minutes and yes, it felt good damn good. 

The pantyhose were removed and the shoes were emptied of my sterile body fluids that were no longer sterile. Yes, my girlfriend laughed until she peed herself, so you see everyone had a good time and that’s how I am when I go out.

I’m crazy, free, silly, embarrassing, lovable, wild, insane, a leader into trouble, yes that is me and I will not apologize for my unacceptable behavior as I kind of like it and so do my friends and kids. I like to laugh in fact I like to laugh a lot.

You have to love to be a kid and be yourself if you want to hang with this one here because I can’t deal with depressed and downer people who will never laugh at themselves and can find not one ounce of joy in life, hey I have been there and I am not wanting to go back.

If you’re depressed then I am your solution as I will make you laugh yourself sick, especially if you are really down. I got what ails ya babe and I am so looking forward to fun fun fun and maybe more fun. I am feeling great and giddy, which is all good with me.