thescreecher

I don't ask for much, if anything.... well I don't think I have, but anyways, my best friend has created a devianart account, right here ---------> <---------- right there, and he's very new to this, so he needs inspiration, critiques, or just flat out support, so please check his page out and feel free to wacth him.

So, yea, been a while for an update, btu I was back together with my 1 year and 3 month dating ex. This time, it lasted only three months. NEVER AGAIN, at least not with her. That was the worst two months of my life. Would like it back, please. It was alright at first, but then it was hell. I'm way too nice.

Anyways, on the first full day I was single, I was driving home frrm work (Sam's Club as a cart attendant btw) and I heard this song that was soooo me at the moment. Ridin' Solo by Jason Derulo. Word.

I'm gonna try to get back on track with my 100 Topic Challenge, I have, I think 20 poems done. 1/5 of the challenges done, not bad at all.

I can take request too, if you all want a poem for a special occassion.

I hate what I've been doing, because everyone else seems to hate it too. And for those who  want to say "don't worry about what they say", don't bother, cause it will, no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try. The only ones that don't question what I do arn't exactly the bright ones. And they have "problems" that I even question, and I'm a reasonable guy, or at least I think I am.

And to add even further to my hole I've been digging, I'm at a lost for words. Not because I don't know what to say. I know what I want to say, but everytime I say what I want to say, I dig a hole with another person.

On top of that, my subscription with DA is done. I don't plan on getting another one right away. Maybe later.

I keep going back and I don't know why, maybe I'm addicted, but maybe it's also because it keeps telling the truth far more than people realize. Facebook has me in a slump again. But this time, it wasn't the first thing that got me off, no, it's what happened first that has fueled this rage and the rant here to follow. Let's start from the beginning, shall we? I talked to my ex. Not really a good idea, but I've said nothing but good stuff, and if I said something bad, always said something good to go along with it. Well, she told me at one point, Peaches, the lady that introduced us, had told her that I was egotistical, and if I'm reading what she says, not really friendly. Sara, who I thought was a friend, doesn't like it when I hit on her, which is fine and dandy, if she told me this. She has expected me to tell her everything, explain everything I say, yet doesn't expect the same treatment towards me. Maybe she deserves David, that @$$hole. Then again, I'm not one to wish such a terrible thing upon a person. KC also says that I'm making enemies. At first, I let it go and choose to not believe it. As I sat there, a little upset about it, I realize this was true. First, it was KC, then Allison (Although her and I are friends again), the clan was next, and now Sara. Peaches is probably next if my mouth isn't carful. I'm speaking my mind, maybe saying the right meaning, but saying it the wrong way. This has made me very upset and very close to going the wrong way of doing things and not having to deal with this bullshit anymore.

Now for the facebook part. I had posted this. "Apprently, I'm suppose to tell everything that's on my mind, yet, I'm suppose to know right way what's on somone's mind.". Only one friedn said anything. He made me feel a little better, but he left me with the words of "I'm srry. maybe ur friends in the lounge will cheer u up tomorrow?", and I replied with a "Maybe" So yea, no one has said anything, which tells me that my friend arn't always gonna help me, yet I'm willing to help them whenever I can. In fact, one friend I helped that day. Paid for her lunch. Not saying who and if she reads this, she does not need to say anything. She's fine, she's helped me feel better before.

What is up with this? I've submitted two poems, the only thing I did different was not put the title in the poem. But now, it says a preview image is required. WTF? I never had to do that before. What the hell is going on here?