ChasNicollette
Allons-y Means Let's Go.
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got the keys today.
moving all the crap in tomorrow.
will loose internet tomorrow, have it back Thursday night
wish me luck
Good luck, Alpha Wolf. Good luck.
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got the keys today.
moving all the crap in tomorrow.
will loose internet tomorrow, have it back Thursday night
wish me luck
is that NO, it won't help.
or NO, you're afraid you'd like it?
*huggzz*
thanks for the good vibes. rest of this week is going to be very very busy
some people need to hit things, break things, wreck things when they feel like shit/glum/bad. not trying to be creepy. just wishing you weren't feeling glum.
well, hauling off a clenched fist and slugging me would definately be bad, but ineffectually wailing on my shoulders might help. My shoulders are kinda big. Especially since i'm still alive after this past year of my own personal hell.
hopefully you don't take everything i say the wrong way, and understand i'm just wanting to help you.
Did I help you?
You didn't say word one after we talked about God's answers the other night.
yes and no. I just gave up. She didn't want me, no matter how many times she said the three words, no matter how many times she said she wanted to be with me. it didn't matter, she chose someone else. So I gave up on caring. It doesn't help me, caring just hurt me even more.
God will do as he wills, whether we like it or not.
i stopped being content a long time ago. now my life is shit, and it'll never be better. why bother trying for happiness when i get shit on for the effort.
It's like making a cake, and then having every last thing that could be defined as wrong, being pointed out.
i don't, but when everyone seems obsessed with telling me how bad/stupid/emotional/retarded/ugly i am, why fight.
well, since i'm not fighting, or trying to win, hell i'm not even on the playing field anymore. I'm a bystander in the game of life. no cheering, not scoring, no winning or losing. I'm just watching everyone else have fun.
perhaps.