There's obviously a limit to my friendship and it seems that the limit is extra innings.
Is bad sex better than bad football? Or is bad sex just as insulting to a woman as bad football is?
Football can be associated with opera! You can learn to appreciate football, but if it doesn't touch your soul, you can never really understand what it's all about. Just like opera!
You need to get another obsession than me, like knitting or embroidery, or something useful that's not a danger to other peoples health, both the mental and the physical.
"I can feel the anxiety rage through my entire system. My breath, my heartbeat, my muscles, my skin. And to challenge the peripheries of my solace this way, in any way, is to provoke these horrible demons which were literally torturing me for a decade."
That's right! I'm not done with you envious bitches just yet. Far from it! Nothing's over until the last word is spoken, and I can assure you that the last word will forever be mine. I shall, despite you're not worthy of any kindness, tell you why. Because YOU ARE CHICKENS!!! Yup! That's right! You're… Continue reading Envious bitches: vol. III
That's right! I'm talking to you envious bitches again. All of you who're not capable of seeing other peoples friendship prosper and be fruitful, especially not someone you've spend years stalking and get to know, so you can be as destructive as possible in as short time as possible just because you rodents are unable… Continue reading Envious bitches; vol. II
That's right! I'm talking to you! The envious bitches with nothing better to do than to wage war against others because you just can't help yourself and all the hatred you carry, but are unable to control and unwilling to deal with in therapi. Exactly! All you bitches who're not fit to admit your flaws,… Continue reading Envious bitches
A ruling technique of evil doers in relationships were silence is used to suppress the other part of a given relation, wether it's work related, between lawyer and client, lovers, family members, friends or any connection where cooperation and dialog is a necessity for the bond to work proparly. The silent treatment is meant to… Continue reading The silent treatment
I have ended my abusive relationship with alcohol. I still have a beer now and then, or a sip of my home made cloudberry liqueur, but the obsessive feeling of "must have" has stopped. I believe for good. At least it feels like it's for good, and I have learned to trust myself on that… Continue reading My Queendom has arised