Have you ever?

Okay, I’m late to the party here but I like you rawimaturtle – but there are some things BEGGING to be touched upon here and you probably won’t like all of them, but bear with me, because I freaking love you, you little ball of wit.

First off, let’s get the bad one out of the way, for the love of all that’s good and awesome, never EVER call another girl a slut. Even if she IS a loose lady… like thegoodgirl said, it’s probably because she’s got her own self worth issues that she’s dealing with. Calling another girl a slut is worse than actually being one – it’s just catty and makes you sound jealous (of the attention you feel she’s getting unjustly – not specifically of the whole spermbank thing). The point is, she’s NOT getting attention the right way, BUT that’s her mistake, don’t make one yourself (a mistake, that is) and let yourself become the kind of girl who calls someone a slut. When you see it happen just turn it into a positive because it just goes to show you she’s not quite as happy as she outwardly seems, so chill on the raw bit, turtle, you’re too cool for that.

Brings me to the next point, sometimes the people who seem the happiest are the ones suffering the most. There was this guy who went to school with my brother, he had a long term girlfriend, a job, a car and a ton of friends. Good grades, he even graduated at the top of his class, outwardly he seemed like he had the perfect life.

He killed himself – he only made ONE cry for help and it was to my brother, who didn’t think this guy could have possibly been serious – and everyone in my family (other than me) wondered for YEARS why on earth such a happy guy would do something like that. We all have problems, we all have issues and delicate psyches that we’re swimming around in. Sometimes everything is a facade, sometimes the things that matter to one person mean absolutely nothing to someone else because something completely different lends meaning to their lives – and sometimes the people who seem COMPLETELY happy feel like they’ve reached their peak, knowing that they’ve a long way to fall and a lot to loose – sometimes they can’t take it and go out on top – the beauty of being broken is having plenty of climbing room.

But all that having been said, I TOTALLY know what you mean. Sometimes, while talking to people who absolutely annoy the crap out of me, I can’t even hear them over the sounds of my imagination – sometimes I imagine punching them in their ‘stupid mouth’ as they’re talking to me and other times it goes to a campy gory b-movie extreme and as imaginary me beats their imaginary head in with a big imaginary rock, I’m thinking nothing but wet and heavy ‘thwack, thwack, thud, crunch’ sounds – I think it’s normal as long as you wouldn’t ever actually do it.

But yeah, cut some slack on the happy facebookers and potential aspiring hookers – we all have problems and we wear them all differently.

Hey Raw, I hope you don’t feel picked on about the slut thing, whenever you get around to reading all of that – I meant it completely out of love.

The only reason I jumped on it was because words are unfathomably powerful on our subconscious minds, it’s SO easy to say ‘well so and so is a dirty SLUT’ – and maybe they are, maybe they’re not – maybe there’s something else going on with them, who knows? But letting yourself stay in the mindset of using that word doesn’t do anyone any good and I want good things for you. That’s all.

All kinds of love.