Game of Thrones finale: Dumb, boring episode caps thrilling series — Read on http://www.google.com/amp/s/ftw.usatoday.com/2019/05/game-of-thrones-finale-bad-boring-stop-making-tv-like-this/amp I have invested a decade of my life into the glorious fantasy world that WAS The Game of Thrones. Today I am asking myself for what? I know it wasn’t for the enormous pile of incompetent shit that will forever tarnish … Continue reading Are You Serious??
Has the whole fucking world gone mad?!? Racism, Sexism, Sadism, Homophobia, mass murders, genocide, Necrophilia……the political mud slinging has turned into politicians slinging their own shit….we are fighting other countries, we are fighting amongst ourselves!! Has EVERYONE forgotten that we are but one race??? The HUMAN fucking race! Climate change, an errant asteroid strike or … Continue reading I Hear Banjos
Those who fight monsters inevitably change. Because of all that I feel and have done, I’ve lost my innocence, and sometimes a tiny piece of my humanity with it. If I want to survive, sometimes I begin to adopt some of the same characteristics as the monster I fight but whatever it takes I will … Continue reading Those Who Fight Monsters
I’ve only been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) for a couple of years now, but I’ve known that the way I see love is very different than most for quite a while. Love and feelings are something I’ve struggled with since childhood. I feel everything strongly, give completely, love extremely. When I say I love … Continue reading Love Through the Eyes of Borderline Personality Disorder
I’m not going to lie. We as parents can sometimes be cruel mother fuckers when it comes to our own selfish wants (a stupid picture) and our comedic entertainment (because y’all know good and damn well the harder and louder your kiddo screamed the funnier it got). That’s not even mentioning that every one of … Continue reading Here Comes Peter Cottontail
I like to say I fear no words but that’s a lie. I have anxiety about my health because my mother would growl when I smiled: Your incisors are BROWN. Pinworms: Placing me, naked, face-down on the couch, parting my seven-year-old buttocks with her fingernails, summoning Dad: Come see these damn things crawling in and out! She scolded me … Continue reading Sticks and Stones Can Break My Bones. Words Can Sever Souls.
Because of this random, newly acquired reason, I do believe instead of moving into our brand new home, I will instead head “down under” because, well obviously I take sick perverse pleasure in using profanity and for a WHOLE country of people to accept one of the most socially unacceptable words in the English language … Continue reading Thank You Australia For Making This Word Socially Acceptable AND Endearing