Hesitation and Consideration

Honestly, I don't know what to write today; whether to ask people for topics or look at the news and write about what is popular to the society.

Faith? No thank you. What about my life? Not that again, well at least not until I hit a certain amount of viewers, I guess.

I don't want to be want of those bloggers that relentlessly jot down dribble that'll make you drool in sexual driven matters, whether pictures of myself or smut. But, in some case I want you to to awe, in some aspect of what I write. Whether you dislike my thoughts and feelings, it is how you feel. I will not be swayed by every reader, unless my judgement is totally off track I'm going to be myself, but only to grow as a person.

I honestly have had plenty of things going, too many to itemize.

My days are purely empty of nothing and nonsense, meaning I am unemployed currently, cleaning, and planning what to make for my next meal or to skip it because my mind is busy writing in my essential journal.

My brain is on overloading... My conscience isn't really qualified to think so much, especially on a weekend. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day to really put my thoughts into place, so until tomorrow.

About Me and Some More, EXPLANATION.

I am a thoughtful individual, a victim of society, a music lover, some-what of a lost cause, and an easily tempered person. My thoughts are usually irrational, my body language is a bit too obvious, and my state of mind is never really at ease. 


There is no such thing as simple satisfaction; it is either exact or no where near: no ifs, ands, or buts when it comes to answers. 


"Needs" are areas that are necessary to live, obligations are things that must be done for what I'd like to call "special relationship purposes," even then sometimes are not even fulfilled.


I honestly can can proclaim to put up with a plentiful amount of ignorance, yet there is a limit, I must expose... My intake of bullsh*t, is a necessary feeling. Also, I censor myself because I feel it's right to, not to satisfy you; but live above the foul-mouthed heathens that may dislike my sense of writing style.


 My mentality has its own element and more components, that none can imagine. I can be ignorant:  ignore theories, interrupt with my own sense of knowledge, and destroy your philosophy with my own theory of how to live your own life unable to understand or different perspectives.


Judgement, it is brought upon us as human being to feel a sense of either dislike, dismay, they're okay... Sensitive on the subject, I'll let it go and continue I must though.


I have plenty of "wants," but those will only earned or gotten through my own selfish moment(s)


I don't have all the answers, no one really does. So, who am I to say?
I mean... I'll listen and I'll give what I have; if you don't like it then why bother ask?
Hesitate if you must, but I am here to listen, to help all I can, to make you stand up again.


You don't believe, explain.
You call your son a disgrace for being what he is, explain.
You do not refer to me as woman yet, explain.
You believe that this is a sin, explain.


You can't describe the pain they put you through, explain.
You don't want to wait, explain.
You have no clue what you would like to do, explain.


You feel lost, explain.