I have the attention span of a toddler and a memory span of a 90 year-old all conveniently (dis)arranged in a 17-year-old wreck of a soul. I am not a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process, an integral function of the universe. I’m simply a human fill-in-the-blank.
This will serve as my outlet and where I shall vent. This is also a place for my ramblings and my interests. I will post whatever tickles my fancy, catches my eye and flips my ship. My blog is never consistent; but expect rants, thoughts and pictures. Pictures aren't mine unless stated.
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14 / 12 / 2011
I’m not gonna go the extra mile for someone who can’t even meet me half way.
That goes for anyone, going “above and beyond” is only existent towards those people that really deserve it. I’m tired of people thinking I’m going to continue to just drop everything I do for them. In all honestly, if she genuinely cares about you and she proves and shows and tell you how much she does, you better not take her for granted. That girl right there is something else, you better hold on to that. But no, you let that girl go. You let me go.
This is the end of that chapter. That last page was really heavy so I had a hard time turning it. I’M DONE!
