Oh and happy holidays. I had a great time last night with my tattoo family. Hopefully I get my schedule worked out so I can enjoy new years with them as well. I had a mini Christmas with my mom but skipped on the step family Christmas. .. I guess with all the surgery and everything I'd just had enough discomfort. (My step sis and her two little boys are exempt...they're lovely and wonderful) but her sad excuses for brothers. .. fuck that shit I'll kill em. Happy days.
So yeah I suppose I just know what I want from life at this point. Don't feel the need to keep the peace and fake smile through shit anymore. Also don't really care to try and get a female's attention either. I'm fuckin rad. We'll have fantastic conversations, I don't need to be impressed by clothes and makeup, and you won't deal with alpha meathead bullshit. Come get me or gtfo. 👌✌cuz I've got shit to do... and no time for games. Be decisive. All your fear of failure or "what if" just guarantees your fears will come true. Don't be weak. Take a chance. Fail? Try again. But don't fuck around. Go big or go home. K...I'm done with my morning shit Internet rant. We now continue your regularly scheduled program (toilet flushes)