Let It Die

I don’t think what I’m looking for is out there.

I’m tired of having to answer questions. I’m tired of people asking me. I’m tired of being part of the “game”.

I’m beyond the games, the pettiness and the childish shit. I want simple. I want uncomplicated. I want comfortable. I want easy.

And yes. Let’s be honest. I want hot.

I don’t want average. I don’t want plain. I want weak-in-the-knees hot.

I don’t think I’m going to get what I want. I’ve lost hope and I’ve lost interest.

My calendar would be full if I wanted old (I don’t). My calendar would be jammed if I wanted women (I don’t – and that’s another post for another day).

What I want may be out there somewhere, but only if I’m close to a zero.

I’m tired of waiting. I’ve waited long enough. It’s just not happening so it’s time to just let that hope finally die. There’s peace to be found in letting go.

A dumb girl, a rant and a cesored letter.

Dear DG (Dumb Girl),

Let’s keep this short and to the point. You’re a moron in the truest sense of the word. It also appears that you’re incapable of handling the stress of leading a full and normal life. Stop bitching about how tired you are, how difficult everything is, and how you can’t seem to find the time for some of the simplest tasks. That’s life. Suck it up and shut up.

Thanks,
Pissed Off In Ontario

PS. You’ve irritated me with your recent postings so much so that this is the nice version of my rant. It’s been censored, and rewritten twice.