and you should just shut the fuck up.
over and out,
myrtle darcy-fucking-miserable.
Monthly Archives: February 2012
shits on my mind
freshly squeezed photo from this morning.
I’m getting sick here in Copenhagen and I have absolutely no food at all. It’s snowing. It’s horribly cold. I’m tired and happy, I would be more happy if I had something to eat other than cabbage and eggs. I just fucking love cabbage – that sad veggie is totally underestimated. People should appreciate it more. Like pickles.
Did I mention that it’s snowing? It affects my pessimistic little heart, punching it back to hopeless romantic. I like it – you somewhat feel alive again when you step out of the real, fucking depressing world for a while. Just a little while, and then I will mentally kick my romantic little heart back to hardcore pessimism filled with anger – again. That’s just how you get ahead the most of the time: being a rock solid, hardcore, crazyass bitch.
But I’m happy – too happy and that’s too scary. I can’t control happiness, and certainly not this form of happiness, and I’m not sure if I had the power I would control it. Then it wouldn’t be the same. Sometimes everything is more beautiful when you are completely powerless and inches from falling into a big, dark hole of nothing. And maybe I’m ready to take that chance again. I couldn’t imagine feeling worse than I did before. This time I will feel. Either way. Happy or unhappy – and that’s always better than feeling nothing at all.
It’s still snowing….
how to be friends with the opposite sex: the great solution!
god I miss summer!! (not post-relevant comment, but what the heck, right)
I constantly hear people talk about how unbelievably hard it is to be friends with the opposite sex. It’s so damn freakin’ complicated and it seems like you can’t be friends with a potential fuck-buddy. Don’t ask me why, I seem to get along with my guy friends (hahahahahaha, I hope!), and why is that so? Now I will give you the solution.
It’s quite simple actually. The problem is the solution: fuck them and see what use they are for. If the shag was piss poor, you should just be friends. If not, you have gain yourself a shag-friend for life. Use him or she or it when you feel alone or if you just feel frisky. Win-win either way!
So there you have it, folks. That is the answer that will keep you friendable for the opposite sex. Now prosper – Godspeed you on your fuck-journey to friends. And for God’s sake, just keep it simple.
Caution: this post does not have anything to do with me – I’m straight up traditional - that’s just how I am.
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Dear me
You are not being rational.
And snow fucks you up. Big time.
Keep it cool, use a condom and don’t give in. Not yet. Not now.
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