Friday, 24 June 2011

Roawr.

Writing a pointless blog, yet again, because I'm bored and you deserve to know more about me. Before you even begin to think you know me.

Only a few people know "me" and what's gone on in my life, what's going on. All the ins and outs and thing. They know these things, because they took the time to find them out, and gain my trust. I'm not a type of person that throws my life story out there, and lets it fall into the wrong hands. People would then know too much about me, and could use it against me.

I cannot stand people, who are only talking to me for the gossip. For the ups and downs of my life. I'm not a stupid little girl, and I won't fall for your tricks. I dislike alot of people and you're most likely one of them, but I'm always open to meeting new people. But if you make one bad move, I find it hard to regain the trust, or friendship that we had. You let me down once, you'll probably do it again. I know people say everyone deserve a second chance. But sometime a second chance, is letting someone in, and letting them rip you down again. You've been there once, why make yourself vunrable?

I don't believe in God. I am an Atheist. But don't give me crap about how God isn't real, and how religion is aload of rubbish...because if you haven't noticed, not believing in God is a religion in it's self. I could sit here and tell you about the bad things you're doing, or I could tell you how stupid you are in doing so. I'll tell people how it is. Tell them straight. No if's or but's. If you don't like it, don't ask. It'll most probably hurt you, but it will stop you making a fool of yourself to every one else.

If I don't know you, I won't add you and I'd most probably avoid you. I'll acknowledge your being, but random people scare me.. If you know things about me, and I know nothing about you. It's freaks me out. That defeats the whole object of having a blog. But I no way, ever thought, anyone would read every single post, analyse it until they thought they knew me. My "blog" is a tiny insite to me. Barely anything. Not even the first barrier of my personality. This highlight most bad things about me, all the downsides, and makes me sound incredibly bitchy. But bitches gossip about pointless thing. I don't see the point. If I want to know something, I'll find it out. From the person. Not go round asking everyone, until I get into a mess, and can't untangle myself. I'd rather be invisible. Then people noticing me.

If I had one superpower, it would to be invisible.
Still here, but unnoticed. It would be amazing.

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