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Doesn’t Matter?

So, this person, someone close to where I live judging this by their IP address. The person’s email address I can’t trace because it isn’t a real address. Just wondering who this person is. Just wondering why they feel the need to hide behind a false email address and no name.

First Comment: This comment was on the I bet you think this blog is about you, don’t you? entry.

Love it! So much passion. One thing that I absolutely CAN NOT stand is when others judge. It has to be my biggest pet peeve. Something you should realize is that everyone has an opinion, and not everyone is going to agree with your point of view, but that is the beauty of it all.. That is why our forefathers fought and died so that we do have the right to say what we want. Don’t let negative feedback keep you from voicing ‘your’ opinion. It is those that choose to be negative because they have no back-bone of their own to say what they truly mean. No. It isn’t always going to make everyone happy, but if you are offended simply move on to another person’s blog!! — click to view comment

Second Comment: This comment was on Dear Cody, entry.

Sounds like a bunch of drama that should have been left in highschool… Not the blog, but the comments. People breakup, our hearts get broken but that’s life. — click to view comment

Tomorrow is a new day

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours-it is an amazing journey-and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. — Unknown

I posted this a few months ago. This same quote. I don’t think of it as mine own now nor did I then. My life never feels safe anymore. I don’t feel what I use to and I sure as hell don’t feel the same now.

I don’t feel lost anymore. I don’t feel anger. I feel for the people around me. I want closeness. I don’t get it but that doesn’t mean I don’t want it.

I want to go hang out when I want without being worried that I will have to come home to someone that will be mad. When they was doing the same thing 6 months ago. When he wanted to do it, it was all fine. I know he will most likely be mad about this too. Surprise. I’m sick and tired of him thinking I’m always in the wrong. I know I’m not perfect. I know I mess up. I know I am wrong. . .a lot. I’m not wrong for wanting to be happy. To want to have fun.

I want him to realize. We should be doing this whole life thing together, no fighting it with each but fighting it for each other. You know what I mean? I am happy at times. Happier than I had ever been. Then their is times I cry and I get worried and I don’t know what to do with myself. I feel lost.

Maybe things will get better. I can hope. Tomorrow is a new day.

Nothing else really

I just installed a couple WP pluggins and now I should be off to bed. I have to be at work tomorrow at 7am. Bright and early.

Nothing else really to report. Nothing funny, nothing grand, just stayed home and watched TV and done dishes. That’s it. Boring, I know.

I do believe I am going to make a section under Amuse for my hippos. I have so many to take pictures of.