sierrasa

I have written and rewritten an entry to post here about 12 times in the past hour.

I'll sum it up as... it's been a long time since I've known a guy who was good in real life and on paper.

And I really hate that when I think I have something good going for me, something comes along that seems So much better.... and I get all sorts of confused, and have no idea what I want.

Ugh. I don't even know what to say right now.

In regards to that last post.....

Looky at what my Daily Tarot card was!


The Queen of Swords card suggests that my power today lies in advocation. I have been there, done that and can be trusted to judge, perceive or tell it like it is. I own my authority and honor my authentic nature and wisdom but use my sharp wit responsibly and accept that not everyone will ""warm up to me."" I have a sleek, keen but detached sense for quality, classic style and truth and my reputation for communicating or protecting justice, the greater good or serving as a pioneer is well-deserved. I am empowered to endure by obligation to my code and my virtue is order.


Peachy.

Don't accept my advice.

Don't listen to me when I say that's a bad career choice.
Don't listen to me when I say he's/she's no good for you.
Don't listen to me when I say you should get red instead of blue.

Don't take anything I have to say into consideration.
Why would you want to? I'm obviously always right.

Not in a fucking arrogant, cocky way.
I know when I'm wrong. I always own up to it.

But when it comes to the shit that I've been through myself,
or shit that I've watched too many tv shows or movies about,
I have a fucking idea of what you should be doing.

But don't listen to me.
Do what you want.
Do what will make you miserable.
Then come running to me for advice on how to fix things.
Or come crying to me because you have no one else to turn to.

Because that's what I'm good for.
I offer up ideas and suggestions that you'll never use,
I watch you fuck up and fall apart,
and then I take you back, put you back together,
all the while hating you inside my head,
then you think everything's allllll better.

Until the next time you don't listen.






WHAT. THE. FUCK.

Note: This is not directed at anybody specifically. It is directed at everybody I've ever befriended. Awesome.