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Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Reflecting.

This is the part I find ironic.

When we are young we can't wait to become adults so that we can choose to do what we want to do when we want to do it.

You become an adult. The above rarely happens.

I'm in need of some bad decision making. Just for the hell of it. Just to liven things up a bit. Being a responsible adult is highly overrated.

Today I feel like saying fuck it. A lot. So far I haven't actually fucked-it. Because I am so fucking responsible. Fuck. Truth... I have no idea what I want to fuck. But I still want to. Yes, I am such a complex being. Don't worry about me. My problems are minuscule and primarily self-created.

5 comments:

Clara Gorham said...

Oh Ange, I love you a whole f'n much. Love, Auntie.

Smarts said...

Thanks Clara! I love you the same. xoxo

shellbell said...

whenever i feel like that, i dye my hair a new colour. it's like doing something f*ck'n crazy, only in the grand scheme of things, it isn't.

not saying you should dye your hair - but not saying you shouldn't either. you know what i'm saying :)

Lyn said...

Hey Potty Mouth -- I feel for you. Some days are just like that ... and sometimes we just gotta roll with a sh@tty day. Hope tomorrow is a little less f^cked up! Hugs. XX

Smarts said...

LOL! I have to say... that felt good and I've been smiling ever since. So glad to hear that you all understand.