|Emily AC: Multi-Talented Comedian||
There are butterflies when going out to smoke at night because of the prowler... but I smoke in the backyard.
The good news about a guy like that is that he's psycho; not socio... he is completely impulsive. He has to go out and stalk and find the right opportunity. His MO won't change... but, possibly, neither will his hunting ground.
The days are getting better, too, because it hasn't been so hot.
I just feel the love again. Common, daily money-stresses can sometimes blot all the love out of your life. This is why I love not being materialistic... what do I need? My family. That's easy to shuffle. Hoardes of crap take time to move.
When I broke up with my ex... he said he couldn't clean the mess. He didn't know why. He was frustrated and scared. This is why it's better to hold your baby than put your baby down with toys too much.
I looked in every box for stuff that was mine... which was barely anything... and everything else I drove in car load after car load after car load... who knows how much gas money I wasted!
When it was all cleared out... the place was so skeletal! I invited my dad over afterward. He was the first of the family I grew up with to see it empty. He was shocked.
"You all thought I did it! None of you believed me!"
"Well... you had trouble picking up your room."
"I had clutter on the dressers and tables and some clothes on the floor. That's nothing like this was."
He felt bad and apologized. My mom, bro, and sis never did. I think my brother probably figured it was my ex just because 90% of the shit was electronics and all I ever did was fucking complain about it... how I didn't get what was going through my ex's head... like, ever.
I'msure mybrother felt bad for me... and in his fashion... he just poked the beast a bit extra. Why??? Well... my brother's a damn prick, first of all... but, in past experience, Vincent has learned I have a breaking point where I lose it, throw a massive tantrum, solidify my thought process, and shut someone off for good.
I'm pretty sure my brother wanted that to happen faster, unconsciously, because he didn't really like when dudes screwed me up. My brother is weird...
He does not want me to succeed in money affairs. But he wants me happy... just, also, not in his life, at all, because he wants money and I'm a threat to controllers because I suggest that control is bad.
So... he wants me to have a good relationship. I say the same for him. Except I don't give two shits about the money part. I want him happy. I also don't really want us to be seperated, anymore.
So... I just want him happy, no matter what. Same goes for everyone else I've ever heard of.
How did this turn irritated??? I'm going to laugh, now :)