I saw the word Obscure tonight. I want to get this out. I broke up with my ex girlfriend because she offensively lied about my family, and abusively told me to "STFU" I cut ties with her, I've never hinted I wanted her as my girlfriend at all. I just want to take some weight off my shoulders that this wasn't obscure. In fact she wanted to obscure things and say that the reason I broke up with her is because I have too high standards. "Well Molly if Do unto others as you would have done to you" IS Too High Of A Standard for you, than yes I have Higher standards than you in the realm of human civility." I'm done with her. Breaking up with her was good. My life is already brighter without her, and I see more promising days ahead of me without her.
Back to the original poetic blog.Joey Naham I'm afraid it's not beautiful. I rode tonight in the car with my father, mother, and brother. I sat front passenger,the traffic light was so steep vertically above our heads that I had empathy for my father's poor neck to stretch and stare for a long period of time at this wretched light. I moved my head instead. at that moment My mother congratulated him rather more of a humbled tone than a hubris tone; saying he's like Lionel (From the King's Speech(The movie we were coming back from) how he's going into his new profession without any credentials, just experience, my father said a short and warm thank you. but to whom it was directed is not known. I know of no known manipulation, but whenever histrionic personality disorder people are affixed on a topic they don't know, but are intrigued of for indulgent motives, must be alienated more so than anything else I know. Otherwise one's love-Philosophy is potentially corrupted. But a choice is a choice, and each person's choices must be respected, the curious inquisitor's dynamic of impulsiveness is the action deserving harsh un-filtered criticism.
I Wrote this in response to a stalker who impulsively clicked like, and then wrote "Beauty-full" on my wall. This was my original writing, I took out the stalker's portion out of remorse.
Joey Naham
Dancing with someone you love on Valentine's Day is to Pulchitrude as to spells and hexes make a masquerade of wizards and witches tickled pink.
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Joey Naham not that I'm doing any of that tonight, I heard the word "Pulchitrude" in a song, and it inspired me to write that.
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