We're Really Not That Different

I purposely throw myself out there and leave the door open for judgement. I want to know YOU and I want you to know me. Only then can we decide if we're worth eachother's time before we spend years kicking rocks around while pretending to care.

Judge me, please, and then I will throw rocks right back at your glass house. Might just give ya something to talk about at your tea party.

Back in the day before I was a married old lady, I had a handful of friends that were known to do/say weird and unsavory things. I always thought, "Eh, if she's not embarrassed for herself, than I'm not gonna be embarrassed for her. Rock on, Girl!"

And by this point, I am positive that I must be classified by someone to fall into that group of people that do weird and unsavory things.

It's whatev...

I will continue to swear on the internet. (Fuck it!) It's not because I have a poor vocabulary. Trust me, I know a ton of big words. Just so happens that at this point in my life, my moods and thoughts are best understood by immaturely swearing online. (Pssssst! I don't give a fuck!)

I want to look back when I'm 65 and laugh while shaking my head about what an idiot I was. But I want to remember these feelings.

I will continue to start sentences with words such as "And", and "But", even though it makes every English teacher I've ever had shake their head as well. Can we all just join hands and simultaneously shake our heads together? Might speed things up a bit.

I will continue to be a sarcastic jackass. Get used to it.

But if you are reading this, I will continue to love you. I will fight for you. I will be honest with you and with myself. I will run in when everyone else is running out. My shirt? Oh ya want it? Sure, take it. I know that I am innately good and go through life with the purest heart and giving soul, and I will only surround myself with those that can reciprocate the feeling.

I will continue to write weird stuff about ghosts and my animals, and that my husband can read my mind and hears me from miles away.

I tend to think that I'm not the only person that feels these things, thinks these things, etc. Maybe I'm just the only one crazy enough to throw them out there on a public forum. It's how I keep track of where I was at in life.

Judge me all ya want. I promise you that I can handle ANY situation, and since I've brought you into my life...all I ask is that you please wipe your feet.