Ain't life a bitch?

We all want to deny it, we all want to realise it. But we all know it; Life is a bitch.
Weather your the most 'perfect', uptight, rich, person in the world. Or the lowest form of life imaginable.
It sucks, thats the reality of things. People break up, Murders happen, People starve to death, Cancer, AIDS, whatever it is. It really just fucking sucks.

Theres good news though, *Place good news here*
yup, thats it. The reality is, there are moments in life where, if even for a second, Your happy.
You could be laughing at a bar, or hanging out with some friends who decide to be stupid and pretend to rape one another. Or, you could be with that special someone, and you can look over at them, and see for once, that this second in time, this moment. Nothing else matters.

Yup, thats reality. Their fleeting, and can more than likely end in disaster. But enjoy those little moments. Because you don't know when the next one will be.

So say your boss goes and tells you to clean up the bathroom because some asshole employee came to work drunk and puked everywhere. Take enjoyment of the evil torturouse picture that fleets through your head, and don't let it ruin your day. at lunch break, even though you may smell like absolute shit, don't let it make you grumble and groan. Hey, maybe another employee bought you lunch, or your lover sent you a cute text or call. Hey, its that moment that matters.

Our sad moments, mad moments, and mean moments, all shape who we are. So yeah, It'll hurt when your boyfriend leaves you for some slut across the street, or if he says its just not working out, hey, Go ahead and throw his stuff out the window, Hell, go take it to the nearest fireplace and burn the shit!
take enjoyment out of anything you can, Hell, take enjoyment out of the pain too, because either way. Lifes to short to make such little things, seem bigger than they are.

Suck It bittersweet, Bitches

Lets Get A Few Things Straight:

I'm not some preppy, annoying, blonde bimbo. I'm not the classic Highschool drama queen who spreads rumors just because some chick decided to cut in front of the lunch line. Grow up.

I'm a typical... whats the word... Ah, Freak.

I smoke, I hate, I love, and most of all.

I. Don't. Give. A. Shit.

I believe something you may not, if this is true, and it most likely is, then just turn around now. thats right.

Go click that little blue arrow in the top left corner of your glowing brainwash machine. Run away.

For those of you who are still reading this, well... I'm just posting because I feel the need to put down my thoughts in some form of log to go back and prove a point of saying later on.

So, for basics:

1) I'm taken by an honest, hard guy named Sam. and I mean hard in every sense of the word.

2)I lean to the darker side of things, but I'm not fucking emo, I'm not a pussy pampered bitch who cuts myself for attention.

3)I. HATE. Idiots.

If your sitting there wondering if your an idiot after reading that. Your probably an idiot.

4)If something doesn't interest me, I won't do it. If it doesn't benefit me in some sense of the word, I won't do it.

So, for those of you who are wondering, no, I  don't do drugs, because they don't interest me in the slightest bit.

5)I'm halfway religeous. An explanation will soon be givin in a later post when I'm not so bored with writing this.

6) Short fuse, I get pissed off REALLY fast if you do the wrong thing.

the difference is that I don't go out punching and kicking the second I get pissed, I give you a redeeming period for about... a minute. Then I just throw insults and if you fight back and choose to get physicall I'll knock you to the ground.

Lets make this blog as intellegent and politcally-incorrect as possible.

Suck it Bittersweet, Bitches.