I am sorry,I didn’t realize it was you in that car. —Regret
This article appears in Jul 12-18, 2012.
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That’s okay, it wasn’t me.
…and I certainly wouldn’t give a shit if you were driving a fucking bomb like a broken down Pinto.
…I put my foot in my mouth again there….I meant I wouldn’t care what peace of crap you were driving.
I feel very upset because of all this…I did say a few posts back that I am not a writer.
I’m with you Boru … I wouldn’t care either. Possessions come and go … sometimes people are financially positioned to have lots of ‘nice’ things … but there is more to life than that.
I’ve been in a place where I could have lots of ‘things’ but keeping the person around that enabled a life where we could both have ‘things’ brought me more unhappiness than I could handle and possessions were only a temporary distraction from the misery.
I’ve removed that person from my life … he quickly found himself a sugar mama so he’s moved ‘up’ . My finances are definitely not what they once were and I’m not even close to having the things I once did … but I’d rather be broke and in the place I am now. I focus on and appreciate the simple things in life and live with no regret.
I would live in a tar paper shack under a bridge and I wouldn’t care as long as I am with someone that truely loves me.
that is the key, boru. i work in a tar paper shack
Paingirl-If I cared for you I wouldn’t care about that either.
soo, you don’t care *hangs head* just kidding http://images.icanhascheezburger.com/compl…
P-I tried to say that if I love someone I don’t care where he works or how much he make’s.
I am so far from being SNOBBY BITCH.
I speak to a homeless person in the same manner I would a doctor,lawyer,businessman.
We all put on our pants one leg at a time.
I know what it’s like to be considered ‘a nothing’,it’s not a good feeling.I certainly wouldn’t intentionately (?) make someone else feel that badly.
it’s otay, i like posting pictures of dogs and cats. i agree wholeheartedly with you
http://www.demotivation.us/media/demotivat…
Stranger-You drove past me 3 times before you stopped to say something to me.My neighbourhood is a known hooker hangout so I was frightened.I didn’t hear what you said to me,I told you “no thanks” and kept walking.Where you pulled over was in front of my apartment,90a.
I want/need you to know I was concerned about you and your feelings.I in no way was turning you away.I am very sorry if I did hurt your feelings.
I would love to meet you.
some of you are living in a dream world…
if I lived in a tar paper shack under a bridge, finding someone to share it with would be right at the bottom of my priority list.
…lol…Posession’s aren’t as important as love and happiness.
I never felt that i belonged anywhere,..I’m sure my stranger know’s ‘who’/’what’ I am and the things I stand for. My ‘Values’ are his ‘Values’.I think he likes me for me.
“What you see is what you get”I told him once and it’s true.By my lack of writing skill reader’s may think they’re having a conversation with a teenager,in person I can hold a fairly inteligent converation.
if you know him and he knows you…
he’s not really much of a stranger then.
How about “the acquaintance I’d like to boink” .
That more accurate?
and where does it say “love and happiness” has to be with someone else?
(I’m rolling my eyes at the whole ‘you have to love yourself first’ tired line too… but it’s a tired saying for a reason)
I never ‘chased’ after a man before but I know he’s worth pouring my heart out to stranger’s in a chatroom.I’ve spoken with him about once a week for about 1 year now.In that year I’ve ‘grown’ considerably and I am positive I WANT HIM IN MY LIFE.
I suspected months ago he had feelings for me and I knew the feeling was mutual,but I couldn’t tell him then, now he knows.
I realised the other day that I was smiling for no reason.I can give him the credit for that.
I do like myself which is the reason I never slept around,I had plenty of opportunities.
My mother couldn’t steal all of my pride.