Jon, there are still a few things I've said that I meant. And despite feeling pointless about saying anything about anything, I feel like being talkative anyway. I know you hate me. I know you hate when I'm either arrogant or confident as well. I just can't help but think of you when I hear Lenny Kravitz "American Woman," song. ~You're no good for me, I'm no good for you, I'm going to look you right straight in the eye and tell you what I'm going to do.........~ bye bye so many times..... I don't want to ruin the song with so much symbolism though. Sometimes, it could just be generalized. I also feel a little bit of a hypocrit. With so much structure and systematics of it all, one dream thought is to move to Canada and be a Canadian. They've already shown a little support, but it is a big idea to not think too much of right now. Really am trying to avoid war, but with so much structure mixed with so little structure, some battles and wars are simply unavoidable......
I watched "The Hangover 2," yesterday...... Not sure where Mike Jones went. I havn't been keeping tabs in the media. It seems like there could be someone with me right now, but not 100% sure who and not trusting anything. ..... Back to Hangover 2...... one idea is the illustration in "The Watchmen," where the Adrian guy uses nuclear warfare to have split the Jon character into several pieces. Maybe it is just you being a bisexual polygamist and you may either be getting tortured or someone has a difficult time in trying to fathom you. I know myself it could be difficult in fathoming you. I stay anorexic to any drama or any characters. If you seriously did think I was a "tranny," it looks like you are fascist with transvestites. Do I believe Kim is one? Not really. I would believe it to see it. Her real gender isn't going to change anything about what I think of her. Despite whatever is going on with the NWO, I stick with personal issues and damn the people who would want to control me with the NWO. It is another impossible circumstance. My assumption is that you are bisexual and the following assumption would be rather than believe what you say when you trash the transvestite community, to assume you think they are the best of both worlds. Some people are born certain ways and are not intentionally trying to be X-rated. I'm just so fed up with so much X-ratedness and sexual abuse in my world. Maybe you were raped. Maybe despite the movie and said media drama, there is nothing, but there is more awkwardness with you. You have been so two-faced and such a creep to have been in favor of some stalkers, sex offenders and sexual predators including my dad. I can see you're two-faced with him too. But, you are too much of a creep and predator altogether. I don't trust you. I don't trust you in so many ways and on so many levels. I don't know why you do play the role of the white knight sometimes. Maybe you are seductive and emotionally manipulative for your own controlling reasons and maybe you don't want to lose me. You're just too much of a creep altogether.
Another assertion with who I am: I don't always believe you have to try something to have an opinion. I don't believe I have to be experimental with everything. Of a lot of examples, I'll apply the philosophy to the idea of drugs. I wanted to try out Marijuana. I didn't mind it. I can live without it, and especially if I am serious about wanting to get a job. I don't have to try other harder drugs to make up my mind to knock it or not knock on it. I simply don't want to take some drugs period. Sexually, I'm confident to know I don't have to try everything to know whether or not I want it. I think I'm just too overtested and provoked way too much by so many people to have to say it to you the way I say it. I'm sick of being tested and I'm sick of the arrogant power trips people let themselves have that they are the "superior judge." I don't know how long I will be living alone or if I'm cursed to live alone for the rest of my life. If that is how life is; than I just deal with it and hope that maybe eventually some people would recognize me for who I really am.
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