Wooo!!! Mlle. Whiskey! Good morning, Lurvly lady! I Love starting my day looking at something beautiful.Good morning in here
My entire life I've had to fight against people just to be noticed, it's only been 7 months, yes I counted, to where I'm not in a situation to where I have to fight just to have food on my table. I'm not used to having friends, not because I was such an asshole I drove them away but because I was a homosexual, 'baby killing' (anti-war nuts calling me this for serving), ex junkie, genocidal (again, I'm a serb, my people got a REALLY bad reputation in the 90's) sociopath who would go know where in life. So I fought. I fought for my 4.0GPA, I fought to get a two year degree in half the time, I fought to get certifications in the year I would've been finishing up the other half of my credit hours for the degree. I fought in Afghanistan, I fought back home just to survive and forget that three miles away from my village was a mass grave and that a local air raid siren could go off at any moment to signal a raid that could leave us dead. My childhood memories are of 20 people crammed into a shelter with raid sirens and gunfire in the background. My parents abandoned me in a foreign country (the US) for being gay, I was adopted basically as a live in servant then kicked out at 17 for again, being gay. I enlisted in the USMC just because I was literally homeless. I came back home in a wheelchair, I hated everyone who could walk. Then I finally stood up, and now I have 80% use of my leg again some days through physio and muscle graphs. Some days it hurts just to think about standing. Some days it hurts just to remember things. I'm also diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Then I had to fight up until recently to ever hope of marrying the love of my life.
The people who did these things to me. The only way I could stop them, the only way I could bring them down, was to act the way I do. I tried to be nice once, then that part of me died.
Maybe you catch more flies with honey, but I was crafted in fire and molded with razors. It's hard for me to let that go and what I am is a by-product of what the world made me in to. This is not a sob story, the last thing I want is pity, but please do not take me for an arrogant asshole who likes this. This is the way life has taught me to be, and I don't know how to make it stop.
Today is different, I have a fiancee I love very much, who loves me. I inherited a home from an insurance defaulting from my adoptive family who made me a slave so I guess joke is own them. I have a career, I'm an electrical engineer. I have a degree, and I'm still going to school. I'm on four suboxone strips a day for addiction recovery, leg pain and a condition called OIED. I'm also prescribed Xanax.
I'm highly intelligent at the cost of being extremely mean. Because not many in my life have ever showed me genuine kindness. Tell me how to be different when you've walked through lava your entire life, please. I'd love to know how, because I didn't choose to be this way.
I live my life in words. I read, I learn about the wonders of astronomy, physics/astrophysics, the way the universe works and runs even at molecular levels. The way electricity brings things to life. How the atoms in you now won't be the atoms in you a year from now. Information is my life. Knowledge is my best friend, and it's the only thing that's never turned its back on me. This is why I debate, this is why I hold my ground hard on my opinions. Because I believe when you believe something, it's worth fighting for no matter how it makes you look in the process.
Maybe it's wrong. Maybe I'm just fucked in the head. Maybe I'll die alone with nobody else around me.
At least I'll die knowing I was always me.
I would also like to point out MULTIPLE people were egging me on, supporting me when I was bashing Grimm. Yet here I sit alone taking the backlash for it. I'm even being insulted for it, and while I insulted Grimm, I haven't insulted anyone in this thread.
I've kept my mouth shut until now and let others say what was on my mind, but I can't let this statement slide.This is why I debate, this is why I hold my ground hard on my opinions. Because I believe when you believe something, it's worth fighting for no matter how it makes you look in the process.
I live my life in words.
Didn't feel like love for a second, felt like a hate mob. I am letting it go. Poooooof from the thread.
I came from over there but don't think I brought any cats with me...looks around first...Nope! Don't see any...should I leave because I didn't?sorry got sidetracked
aside from 3 or 4 eccentric cats that came over with ya'll are there any other coming?
Oh, good morning everyone! Spend the last day of your weekend well and GFY!
My entire life I've had to fight against people just to be noticed, it's only been 7 months, yes I counted, to where I'm not in a situation to where I have to fight just to have food on my table. I'm not used to having friends, not because I was such an asshole I drove them away but because I was a homosexual, 'baby killing' (anti-war nuts calling me this for serving), ex junkie, genocidal (again, I'm a serb, my people got a REALLY bad reputation in the 90's) sociopath who would go know where in life. So I fought. I fought for my 4.0GPA, I fought to get a two year degree in half the time, I fought to get certifications in the year I would've been finishing up the other half of my credit hours for the degree. I fought in Afghanistan, I fought back home just to survive and forget that three miles away from my village was a mass grave and that a local air raid siren could go off at any moment to signal a raid that could leave us dead. My childhood memories are of 20 people crammed into a shelter with raid sirens and gunfire in the background. My parents abandoned me in a foreign country (the US) for being gay, I was adopted basically as a live in servant then kicked out at 17 for again, being gay. I enlisted in the USMC just because I was literally homeless. I came back home in a wheelchair, I hated everyone who could walk. Then I finally stood up, and now I have 80% use of my leg again some days through physio and muscle graphs. Some days it hurts just to think about standing. Some days it hurts just to remember things. I'm also diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Then I had to fight up until recently to ever hope of marrying the love of my life.
The people who did these things to me. The only way I could stop them, the only way I could bring them down, was to act the way I do. I tried to be nice once, then that part of me died.
Maybe you catch more flies with honey, but I was crafted in fire and molded with razors. It's hard for me to let that go and what I am is a by-product of what the world made me in to. This is not a sob story, the last thing I want is pity, but please do not take me for an arrogant asshole who likes this. This is the way life has taught me to be, and I don't know how to make it stop.
Today is different, I have a fiancee I love very much, who loves me. I inherited a home from an insurance defaulting from my adoptive family who made me a slave so I guess joke is own them. I have a career, I'm an electrical engineer. I have a degree, and I'm still going to school. I'm on four suboxone strips a day for addiction recovery, leg pain and a condition called OIED. I'm also prescribed Xanax.
I'm highly intelligent at the cost of being extremely mean. Because not many in my life have ever showed me genuine kindness. Tell me how to be different when you've walked through lava your entire life, please. I'd love to know how, because I didn't choose to be this way.
I live my life in words. I read, I learn about the wonders of astronomy, physics/astrophysics, the way the universe works and runs even at molecular levels. The way electricity brings things to life. How the atoms in you now won't be the atoms in you a year from now. Information is my life. Knowledge is my best friend, and it's the only thing that's never turned its back on me. This is why I debate, this is why I hold my ground hard on my opinions. Because I believe when you believe something, it's worth fighting for no matter how it makes you look in the process.
Maybe it's wrong. Maybe I'm just fucked in the head. Maybe I'll die alone with nobody else around me.
At least I'll die knowing I was always me.
I would also like to point out MULTIPLE people were egging me on, supporting me when I was bashing Grimm. Yet here I sit alone taking the backlash for it. I'm even being insulted for it, and while I insulted Grimm, I haven't insulted anyone in this thread.
I'm trying to avoid that but may have to. I'm looking it up now. Thank you!you can use Tapatalk!
sorry got sidetracked
aside from 3 or 4 eccentric cats that came over with ya'll are there any other coming?
Good morning and GFY!
Still not sleeping But, it's going to be a beautiful spring day in Ohio. Sunny, 70 (eventually),no wind.
I hope you can eventually get something done about that, Roxy. So many years of a sleep disorder can take it's toll. I went through a spell for a few years of getting only 2-4 hours a day of sleep. I don't know what happened, but that went away, thankfully, and now I have a switch in my body that turns the lights out whether I want to stay up or not.Good morning and GFY!
Still not sleeping But, it's going to be a beautiful spring day in Ohio. Sunny, 70 (eventually),no wind.
It might depend on what fresh hell the ECF admin decides to embark upon. There are a couple I've invited, but who aren't inclined to do 2 forums, but if it gets still MORE oppressive over there, they might. They're already members here, they just don't "hang out."
Andria
Good morning and GFY!
Still not sleeping But, it's going to be a beautiful spring day in Ohio. Sunny, 70 (eventually),no wind.
What part of Ohio Roxy? I grew up in Medina County south of Cleveland.
I was wondering whatever happened to that lighter. Hmm....Just ask a question about Mech mods there...oh God, the noitalls come flying out of their basements like its on fire.
I was wondering whatever happened to that lighter. Hmm....
GM &
BLASPHEMER!!!!!! batman doesn't use an axeI was wondering whatever happened to that lighter. Hmm....
GM &
I feelz fine. Maybe a touch snarktacular. Good morning my lil olive skinned gnocchi!Damn, Hank, you feel ok this morning?
He was an American Phsyco well before he was a dark knight hombreBLASPHEMER!!!!!! batman doesn't use an axe
If your gnochhi has an olive colored skin on it, you're making it wrong.I feelz fine. Maybe a touch snarktacular. Good morning my lil olive skinned gnocchi!
I'm only one cup of Joe in, a little slack please. lolIf your gnochhi has an olive colored skin on it, you're making it wrong.
HOW DARE YOU SAY BATMAN WAS A PSYCHO! the joker gonna get you.He was an American Phsyco well before he was a dark knight hombre
Ok, I'll say it. You pushed my fucking button. BATMAN IS FUCKING KING OF WEAKSAUCE!HOW DARE YOU SAY BATMAN WAS A PSYCHO! the joker gonna get you.
Ok, I'll say it. You pushed my fucking button. BATMAN IS FUCKING KING OF WEAKSAUCE!
WEAK-FUCKING-SAUCE!!!
you wrong for that... he has the best toys! including the battvibrator
I feelz fine. Maybe a touch snarktacular. Good morning my lil olive skinned gnocchi!
I was wondering whatever happened to that lighter. Hmm....
GM &
You haz no idea of my weakness far them lil skin spots!! LOLYou'll be disappointed my German genes gave me a lighter complexion and freckles
if it wasn't for Ben Affleck batman would have wiped the floor with superman.WEAK-FUCKING-SAUCE!!!
Just something about freckles & women with slightly misshapen noses does it for me (& no, not big old fucking noses! Maybe a bump, maybe a slight crookedness. I might be a bit weird)You'll be disappointed my German genes gave me a lighter complexion and freckles
A lot of my family are in medina countyWhat part of Ohio Roxy? I grew up in Medina County south of Cleveland.