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Thursday, March 29, 2012

Of all the terrible things you did to me, probably the worst one...

On the day my mom died, KNOWING I had an emergency flight to catch to Michigan the very next morning, you told me... your friend had a birthday thing that night, and that you were going to swing by there.....

you were gone that day from about 4pm to 1am. Probably the saddest day of my life, and you. were. partying. I should have known from that moment on to be done with you.  But ha nope, I stuck around.

I should have ALSO been leary of the fact that the DAY we got together, you made out with a girl RIGHT in FRONT of my face. Sparking the conversation "Well if we were officially together, I wouldn't do things like that anymore"...

and even after alllllll of the things I did for you while I let you live with me, share my phone bill, support your stupid "job", ALL of my concern and care, was returned...with nothing. It was returned with a move out while I was away... you taking the tv we bought TOGETHER, but somehow leaving me with all of the responsibilities of the cat YOU wanted...and a brand new picture of you and some new b**** as your main profile picture.  You never really cared huh?

I sure know how to pick these f****n losers huh?  I really need to sit down and analyze why every love interest I pick is the ultimate fail of all fails. Why do people feel the need to keep doing me wrong?  Like seriously, what did I do?  Is it all those mirrors that I broke? Those ladders I walked under? What??? Is there ever going to be hope ever again for anything serious?

What is love? Definitely nothing I've ever experienced.

Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Sometimes we do some veryyyyyy strange things when we're alone. And we think no one is watching...

We also say a lot of things, to ourselves really, when no one else is around.

In that sense, we are all pretty strange creatures.  We just don't fully know how to express our inner most desires to the world, so we act out while by ourselves.  But how do we know we aren't being watched?  Our every move, everywhere, every single freaking thing we do? Actually, we are.  By a higher power?  Perhaps...

Just think, a higher power out there knows all of those strange things we do and say when we THINK no one else is watching.  For years and years, ever since we've been born.  Not even our mind is safe.  Even if we don't necessarily do or say the things, we think of even stranger things...

But then again, what is strange? What is normal? What is right or wrong? There is only difference. We think certain behaviors are normal or acceptable because the majority has deemed it as such. Which started with just one person who deemed it a such.  Just think, the entire rightness or wrongness of everything that is in our society today began with one person. I had to have right?

Is this making any sense?

p.s.  Time is money right? Yet time, you can never get back, it is irreplaceable.  Money comes and goes as it pleases.  It can be taken from you, given to you... at any moment! Not time, it is constant.  So why do we chase money and give up all of our time to it so freely...which we can never get back?  Moments are slipping away in every breath we take! In every word you are reading right now!  Is it that we don't know what to do with it?  We feel as if we have an infinite clock that will never run out? Hmm...


p.p.s. Don't mind me, this Mucinex DM has me kinda high....