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Yep... it's another year.
My birthday is here again on Monday. Hell, since I have been 33 I have had an eventful year. I've spent most of it being angry, being stressed, being on edge.
34. What's this going to bring for me? Hard to tell. But here are some of my thoughts.
My life is slowly getting back on track. Hard to believe, but it is. Recently, I've had an epiphany, and taking that, I am no longer taking crap from people. It is time for me to not let petty crap bother me. From pathetic people who obsess with my life because their's sucks, to those that try to kick me when I'm down... They shall roll off my back like water.
I will not allow drama in my life. I am cleaning out that which is drama.
Warning... if you are easily offended, do not read any further.
Me... Read it and deal, can't deal? GTFO!
I am a Father. Don't tell me how to take care of my son. You are not me, you are not him. You don't like some of the things I do with him? Tough shit. Get a life, move on, and get the hell away from me. My son is my world, my life. Some people might think that things I do aren't the best for him, that I am being selfish and thinking only of myself. Those people can kiss my ever loving ass.
I am a former Soldier. I support the troops. Period. You don't, get the hell off my page, and delete me as a friend because I have no time for you.
My opinions of politics are mine. Don't f*cking like 'em? I don't really care. You come to MY profile, you respect what I say. You can't, then don't read it. Yes, this country has freedom of speech... that includes MY freedom of speech. I have a right to post what I want, when I want. It's my opinion, your ass will NOT change it.
Don't come to me attempting to force your religion down my throat. I am not religious for a reason. I have decided to think for myself, and not allow some moldy books to think for me. All I hear when you attempt to push your religion at me is "baaa... baaa... baaa." Guess what, Sheep get slaughtered. Before you try preaching to me about why I should follow god, make damn sure you have your own facts straight or I will rip you to shreds.
Guess what... I'm a geek, through and freakin' through. I don't like pro sports, I can't work on cars... and you know what, I have no desire to do so. Think that doesn't make me "man" enough for you? I don't really care. I can slice and dice with swords and axes, and shoot your damn nose off your face from far away with fire arms.
Will I lose friends over all this? Honestly, I don't care. Don't like what I say... Leave. I will cut away the waste, and keep the core of friends that will accept me for who I am.
Thanks, that's the end of my rant.
Coun is Reborn.
