My new roommates and I just turned the TSN coverage of TradeCentre into a drinking game (shotgunning room temp lucky of course). Not even 10 am and I’m buzzed, just over 2 hours left to go. Fuckin’ Eh I’m a classy bitch by’s, fuckin’ eh.
sounds like you’re so newfie. sorry you probably had enough sass on your pizza this morning
Not newfie, but I lived there for 3 years. Not insulted. Sass is my fav!
My new roommates and I just turned the TSN coverage of TradeCentre into a drinking game (shotgunning room temp lucky of course). Not even 10 am and I’m buzzed, just over 2 hours left to go. Fuckin’ Eh I’m a classy bitch by’s, fuckin’ eh.
OMG NEED!!!!
Why is there no safeword for friendships?
If I wanna have the kinky kind of whips and chains hurt me until I cum kinda sex there’s going to be a safeword. Choke me, beat me, fuck me, tie me up, whatever. There’s a safeword. Or a signal. Someway to say “this is too much for me”.
So why can’t I do that with friendships?
Why can’t I say all the things that are right below the surface? Why can’t I call this girl on her shitty behaviour? Why do I let her hurt me again and again and again? Where is the backbone I used to have?
How do I say to her, “this is too much for me”?
Sometimes (almost all the time) I’d be willing to swear that I was born without the forgiveness gene.
I don’t know how everybody does it.
Like how do I not keep score? And how do I forget all the shitty things someone has done to me? Or at least look past it?
It’s not even a matter of the good outweighing the bad anymore. I’m just done. And it breaks my heart to know that my already small circle is getting smaller because somevery angry part of me refuses to shut the fuck up at give someone a second chance. I just don’t know how to do it.
How do you say to someone, “I needed you, I made it clear how much I needed you, there was no way there could have been any confusion. Yet you weren’t there, even though what I was asking for would have had zero effect on your life, you couldn’t see past your own reflection to the fact that I was drowning. Or that I still am. But that’s ok because we have some good memories and I’m sure in the long long long run this will even out”
The whole concept of forgiveness is crazy to me. It’s like to be considered human we have to continualy allow people to harm us without being able to say stop. Somehow this hurt and eventual forgiveness makes us better people. Like eventually you reach some higher moral or ethical status above those who refuse to be hurt. To me I will fight back and I won’t forgive because if I can live my life being kind and giving and honest I expect it from those around me, it should be the rule not the exception. And me allowing the types of people who don’t have the same views on morality and forgiveness into my life only ever weakens me.
So I don’t know maybe that angry, dark, painfull part of my soul that refuses to forgive is a defect the rest of the world doesn’t have. And maybe one day the whole forgive and forget thing will seem logical. But right now all I feel is hurt and tears.
blowing things out of proportion when discussing how bad their sex education was. But 16 & Pregnant is on in the background and some chick just said there is no way to really prevent pregnancy other than abstinance. I saw alot of flaws in my sex education during highschool, but at least I knew how to not get knocked up
And reading about the roadblocks doctors face in getting abortion training. And this weed sucks, pretty sure smoking styrofoam would taste better.
97% of family practice residents and 36% of Ob/Gyn residents have no experience in first trimester abortion procedures.
Also there are only 2 (FUCKIN’ TWO!!!!!!) medical schools in Canada where the Ob/Gyn clerkship (intership in USA) portion of the curriculum includes abortion and family planning training.
Thankfully if you go looking there are externships available for medical students interested in providing or at least understanding the procedure.
Guess I know know what my first two choices of medical schools would be if I ever finish my Pre-Med training.
Your face…it’s so mean, yet so squishy cute.
Watch the dog show on TSN. Get baked. Eat hamburger helper and cupcakes.
Lou can often be found conversing with herself as she prefers to live in her own mind most of the time. Lou thinks any object can be improved simply by making it purple. Lou has had her heart broken. Lou can't stay in one place for too long. Lou has an irrational fear of being in elevators. Lou likes to being every sentence with her name and will hopefully get over this habit of journaling in the 3rd person fairly soon.
