Just Then The Lord Himself Appeared With A Blinding Flash Of Light




I don’t believe in flippant relationships.  I’m all in or I am out completely.  I can spare three seconds to be cordial but that is about it.  I am respectful.  The people I care about get the best version of me.  You might do well to remember that.  You’ve asked people who are fortunate enough to have my respect how they can be friends with someone like me.  Have I answered your question enough?  I’m proud of the way I am.  I know it doesn’t suit your criteria of a decent human being.  It’s not nearly as convenient as being the person who is constantly smiling and pretending they’re so happy to see you at some bar on a Friday night.  But that’s not me.

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Did you know that someone you know doesn’t need your permission to date one of your exes?  Friend or foe.  It doesn’t matter.  You don’t have the lordly right to stop ANYONE from being happy in a relationship.  Who is to say that THEY weren’t meant to be together?  Just because your relationship didn’t work doesn’t mean theirs can’t.

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Smile.  Always.  It makes good people smile right the fuck back.  It pisses off bad people.  You can’t lose. 🙂

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Don’t judge people.  Don’t you ever judge people.  You have no idea what kind of war they’re fighting.  You have no idea what they’ve been through.

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I am a monster.  I admit this.  I am out for myself.  Everything I do is for me.  I don’t let anyone hold me hostage emotionally.  Love for me is an art form, and not a way of life.  Love is something I build.  It’s something I nurture and I do what I have to do to help it thrive.  There will be casualties.  That is no concern of mine.  Sink or swim.  If you’re not with me, you’re against me.  If you have a problem with someone I love, then you have a problem with me.  You best get out of my way.

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Stop shunning people with mental illness.  They didn’t choose to be the way they are.  They don’t think they’re cool for being the way they are.  They are dealing with a situation they didn’t create.  Back off.  You “normal” people couldn’t handle what they go through on your best day.  There is no amount of money or thuggery you can throw at the problem.  They can only use methods to make their situation more livable, but they will never, ever, ever be ok.

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It’s a shame that it took me this long in my life to stop giving people chances.  I’ve been too forgivable my whole life.  I’ve never ever been one to sweat the small stuff and I get over things way too easily.  Perhaps it’s the narcissist in me.  I’m so into myself that I forget and forgive too easily.

Not anymore.  That is as good as it’s going to get.  You are, and never were, a significant part of my life.  You are deleted from my memory.  Your name no longer rings a bell.  No more apologies.  You are no longer entitled to the awesome entity that is known as me.  You’re cut off.  You don’t get a drop of the goodness I bring into your life just from knowing me.  Your name will never be mentioned in my book of life.  And it kills you because you know you’re missing out.  Do your best to bring me down.  I’ve survived nightmares that would make you crawl under a rock and cry.  You’ll never take me down.

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Love the one you’re with.  If you are positive your partner is the one, then make it so.  Don’t love them.  Worship them.  You build a bond that is invincible.  You give your absolute best to this person.  You stand by them.  If someone else doesn’t approve of your significant other than they better shut up about it.  If they’re stupid enough to say anything to you, or somehow protest, then see the previous paragraph.

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Let’s do this.


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  1. Matt says:

    “Smile. Always. It makes good people smile right the fuck back. It pisses off bad people. You can’t fucking lose. ”

    Advice to live by! Though takes a hell of a strong person to keep at it… Good read!

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