Tag: sad
One Snaps and A Suicide
snapchat is the new wave.
if you live under a rock,
snapchat is another social media service for your roster.
it uses images and short pictures to show your life “behind the scenes”.
after 24 hours,
the story is ghost and you start fresh with new updates.
the animals think because a story is erased,
they can do all kind of ratchet shit with no evidence left.
well the ex wolf of this 15 year old vixen thought he was getting revenge.
her supposed “friends” started it.
what he did was cause her to commit suicide via the daily beast…
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Free Morgan
no pervert.
pull your pants up!
this is actually about something sad.
well to me anyway.
so it use to baffle me that animals,
our smaller and wetter kind,
actually tried to commit suicide.
that is until a squirrel ran in front the road,
saw my car coming at the time,
and didn’t budge.
it was almost like “take me out my misery”.
i’m sure it gave me the middle paw once i didn’t hit it.
well that’s kinda what happened at sea world the other day.
sans car.
an orca named “morgan” wanted to set free her own willy.
peep this video and article via the ny daily news…
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How We Hurt Others and Not Even Realize It
that feeling when…
someone you were once cool with…
someone you had a bond with…
someone you thought was different than the rest…
leaves your life with no explanation.
not only that,
but they act like you don’t exist to them anymore.
they turn their head as you walk by
tries to avoid you
suddenly becoming distant and closed off
they hold what you did wrong as their own secret.
no way can you even explain yourself or even fix the issue.
everything is left unsaid.
that is my relationship with work wolf as of this moment.
it would be better if i didn’t have to see him everyday.
the silent treatment brings back many memories for me…
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Broken Hearts Leave Stains (Try Wearing Red)
i am not a hoe.
i.
am.
not.
a.
hoe.
now i have “ho-like” tendencies,
but you already knew this.
if you are going to try and pass me off as a street walker,
i do require 100% of all profits i generate.
it’s cold and daddy needs a new long johns!
room,
board,
and a fancy new wardrobe is also required.
i don’t “do” an episode of “hooker at the point”.
oh…
“bigger and blacker” = your american express.
i’m worth it.
don’t be cheap.
so not attractive.
whew.
i needed to get that off my chest.
okay,
back to the real point of this early morning entry.
lets talk about your heart.
some have forgotten where that is located.
you know,
since the thermostat is all the way down to “sled dog’s tits”.
for those who “feel” the bad shit that happens to them,
it is never fun to have your heart broken.
now…
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i’m trying…
i’m trying to move on.
i’m trying to not be so dependent.
i’m trying to be my own.
i’m trying to look past.
i’m trying to ignore.
i’m trying to not break.
i’m trying to be mister nice fox.
i’m trying to be mister bad fox.
i’m trying to smile.
i’m trying to accept.
i’m trying to not cry anymore.
i’m trying to mend the pieces of my broken heart.
i’m trying to be brave.
i’m trying to not check my phone.
i’m trying to be smart.
i’m trying to find my worth.
i’m trying to be happy.
i’m trying to start over.
i’m trying.
another something i wrote this morning.
it was a bad day.
The Wolf Pack Who RIP Together
this story was really sad.
thanks for the update reader.
so i was on twitter last night and saw “rip” to ^those three wolves.
i did some sniffing around and was brought to a dead end.
well i got the update earlier tonight.
everyone meet the late adam bailey,
cordel fowler,
and esu manzano…
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