it's a gloomy start to St. Patty's Week...i'm not Irish, but I have a diverse group of friends, associates and such. I've spent this weekend draining water from the basement, the sewer the rain water. My ex can only tell me he has no money to help. It's troubling to know you made a poor choice of mates..I feel somedays that almost 17 years I wasted, I got 3 great kids out of it, but out of all that time, work was not in his vocab, I learned a very hard lesson from that, I believe he loved me, but he loved himself more, I dated two more like that till I learned my lesson good. I approach relationships in a completely different way now, I do more paying attention and listening and observing, so when they say "I love you" I say I love me too and will be looking out for my heart and feelings.
MATTERS...
So Black lives Matters, All Lives Matter, yet no one fully knows what is the matter. The matter is I'm tired of babies and children being caught in the cross hairs of adults, who can't control their impulses. I'm tired because everybody feels that only more guns stop bad guns, good people with guns will stop the bad people with guns, not so much, what has been happening is accidental shooting of careless "good" people with guns, who have the attention span of a teetsy fly, but yet have a weapon. What we have is stupid violent criminals, who since have such a love of shooting, should be immediately flown and dropped into some Hot Zone of war and let them shoot away, clearly no life matters to them. They should be sent away and, their families and children will know they actually did something for a purpose, other than driving up and down the street and shooting innocents due to the fact the pin heads you were aiming for are no where to be found, most likely on...
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