Even when I don't ask for it get a bunch of ridiculous situations laid at my feet.
My words can easily misconstrued and even something as intimate as a poem can be stretched to fit around what one would assume is a past love.
Nope, not so. I guess I have to laugh it off and let people be angry at me for a while because not everything will go accordingly in my life. Not everyone will like me, I gather that. I just keep getting blind sided by people who I thought of otherwise.
I can attack someone, I can post all kinds of things on facebook and gather up a tribe to fight against the forces of evil but I'm grown now. I see potential online arguments and I avoid them now. Posting in my blog is my warning, my head. Dont fucking do it. You can light a match to gasoline but expect to be able to blow it out with one breath.
That's what it would be doing, I tend to try to reason with someone that's already upset. It doesn't go over well and I always end up looking like a jack ass.
I guess being me doesn't do it enough, my blatant honest, my obsessions and what I dwell on has limits. Just let me know.
I guess I need to set it in stone that i've moved on. My newest poem; believe it or not had nothing to do with Roy. It's been ages since i've even brought the kid up.
What am I trying to prove?
I'm not as bad as you think I am.
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