Ok. I guess I'm just talking out of my ass here, but ya know what? Who the fuck cares. It's MY blog, I'LL say what I want to say, and NO ONE ELSE can tell ME otherwise. The main point of the blog today is because I'm fed up with being told how I NEED to act. I'll tell you what...I'll act how I want to, SAY what I want to, AND DO WHAT I WANT TO, and you can just get the fuck over it. Yes, it's overused, but the quote "Opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one" leaps to mind. And yet, there's another part hardly anyone ever hears: "But justs because you have one, doesn't mean you get to be one"...Refering to you being an asshole with your opinion...WELL GUESS WHAT...IT'S MY OPINION. IT'S MY LIFE. IT'S MY FREEDOM OF SPEECH. AND IT'S MY MOUTH. I'll say and do what the fuck I want to. I can't help that my favorite word is FUCK and it happens to be every other word in every sentence I use.
I can't help that I was intended to be a big girl. But hey, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right? I've adapted quite well to being the size I am...Sure..I might wear my pants too tight sometimes, but I bet you the shirt off my back that the next, even highly devoted, married man to walk by is looking at my ass. Oh, and sure, I might wear a "skinny girl" top every now and then...Maybe a halter top, or a wife-beater, or a spaghetti strap tank...But ya know what? Some people like rolls and stretch marks, and cellulite. I don't do it because they like it, I do it because goddammit, I'm human, and I get hot just like everyonen else. REAL PEOPLE aren't looking at my size. They look at my personality, because I can't count the number of times I've been told "I'd kill to have a personality like yours...".
My words are straight-forward, my laugh is loud and true, and my voice doesn't match who I am. I don't bullshit. If I don't like you, I'm going to tell you...Here's a few for instance: GEORGE BUSH, I DON'T LIKE YOU. OSAMA BIN LADEN, I DON'T LIKE YOU. CRACK WHORES, I DON'T LIKE YOU, CHARITY DAVIS (soon to be whatever the fuck your maiden name is...), I....DON'T....LIKE....YOU. I am tired of hearing people go shhhhh! in Wal*Mart if I say FUCK too loud, or if I mention something little kids shouldn't hear...HEY "COUNTRY-CLUB INDUCTEE" PARENTS, SUCK A DICK. YOUR KIDS ARE MOST LIKELY IN SCHOOL BY NOW, AND LET ME TELL YOU THIS: I heard worse language, and found out about more illegal shit while I was in school than I ever knew about on the outside. So keep your SHHHHH! SHIT TO YOURSELF.
Besides, most of these "mom" I see today that have husbands that work all the time, and go to social events, and yadda yadda yadda, are actually the girls we knew in school as "prom/homecoming queen" and "head cheerleader" and "student council president" and things of that nature that fucked up, got pregnant right out of high school because they thought "Oh, that won't happen to me..I have a 4.0GPA and a pony, life is too good.." THEN ONE DAY: BAM! You're pregnant, your parents are ruined, and you're planning a wedding in one week to make people think the kid was actually planned. Well...Guess what pumpkin...We, um, middle and lower class members, SEE RIGHT THROUGH THAT BULLSHIT.
Do the world a favor. Just because you have mommy and daddy's money, and you drive big fancy cars and trucks, pull your nose out of the air. (Yeah, you know that thing in the middle of your face that daddy paid for, that usually smells funny from having it up your best friends ass all the time? That's your nose...) Ok...Well. I'm done for today. I think...*ponders* I may get pissed off again, and I might be back later. Anyways, all the REAL PEOPLE in the world, have a nice day. All you fake ass bitches with nothing better to do than look down on us smaller people because you think you can, EAT SHIT AND BARK AT THE MOON MOTHERFUCKERS.
