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Sometimes I get so fucking angry I want to put my hand through a pane of glass. It boils up inside of me like a volcano waiting to go off. I’ll sit and try to patiently wait it out but the more I stew over what pissed me off originally the WORSE it gets. The part that gets to me the most is HOW CLUELESS some fucking people can be.
Are you really that fucking stupid to NOT hear how you are speaking to someone? You can’t tell you are talking in the voice of a total asshole? You don’t notice the disgust look on your face as you look at them? You don’t notice the shoving motion you tend to have when you hand them something? Are you REALLY THAT FUCKING STUPID?
You must know that you’re as asshole. Perhaps not full time, but in that moment you have to know this. Why does it always take ME to point that shit out? Why do I have to leave my comfort zone of PEACE to let you know how big of an ass-turd you’re being?
I’m sure you all know exactly what I’m talking about right? Whether it is in your own home, your local Wal-Mart, a gas station, or the fast food you pick up for dinner.
God people need to learn a few things. First they need to learn how to be happy even when shit is very bad. It is NOT THE WORLDS fault shit might be falling apart around you seriously. Second, you are not the only one who is having some rough times, stop being so damn self centered. Last but not least you need to learn how to communicate. If the problem is with your husband, wife, kids, family, boss, or whoever just confront the situation and get it out in the open instead of carrying it around for the world to see that YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE!
Yeah, this isn’t your usual let’s be friends post. This isn’t you’re usual hey life isn’t that bad post. I’m pissed off. I’m real pissed off and I wanted to get it out because I REFUSE to walk around like an asshole. Life is too short for that shit. Now I’ll quit being an asshole until I run across another one like the one I just wrote about. Let’s hope that isn’t anytime soon!
This list was inspired by Polka Dots Are Pretty
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I had received an E-mail earlier that got me to think. The message was about how you hesitate or don’t send a religious message through E-mail because of what others might think of you.
It seems to be easier to send an E-mail message about the terrors of the world, or to send some sex story about some Hollywood movie star, send a joke, but when it comes to a religious message, it seems to be less likely to be sent through the E-mail for fear of what others might think of you for sending it, or for fear you don’t know what religious belief they have themselves, if any.
I have to sadly admit it is harder for me to forward a message that has to do with God than any other message I forward. I do worry about whether the people I send it to have a belief in God. I am not worried about what people think of me so that is not it at all. I just don’t want to push my love of God onto others who might not believe it. I don’t think it right to push any religion on anyone. We are free to choose what to believe in and all will answer for that belief in the end.
Does it mean I am ashamed in some way of my love for God? I wonder. Do you have the same problem? Do you receive Christian E-mails for hesitate to send them for the reasons I’ve listed? Maybe a small part of me is ashamed of loving God.
The world makes it easier to worry about Brittany Spears, then to pray proudly. The world makes it easier to live a sinful life then to attend Church every Sunday. The world makes it easier just to accept the murder and mayhem within other countries then to tell people you love them and God. Everything has to be politically correct…
The E-mail message stated something that stuck to me the most. It mentioned how easy it is for people to believe what newspapers print but how hard it is for people to believe what the bible says.
I just thought this was an interesting topic that I could bring to the blog community. I am anxious to read your comments and replies about this subject matter.
Until then, God bless you and your families…
The Stained Glass Masquerade
Would it set me free
If I dare to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open?
Or would you walk away?
Would the love of Jesus be enough to make you stay?
Are we happy plastic people?
Under shiny plastic steeples?
With walls around our weakness?
Smiles to hide our pain?