compromise
so, i'm on the phone with Andrea and we're talking about her crush. o.k. wait, let me start over...
...some wicked shit can enter this fucked up brain of mine. keeping it in check is a delicate and painstaking process. it takes a considerable amount of self-control to not be a complete and utter asshole. now. it tends to be easier with people i respect. living here poses a whole new challenge. i lack respect for almost everyone i've met in this place and it tends to accidentally seep out into my real life. and by real life, i mean, people i genuinely care for and enjoy the company of (oh, shut up Andrea) . now then, because i let the waves of disrespect --and hilarity-- wash over all i meet here, it gets increasingly difficult to hold my tongue. i firmly believe that i wouldn't be nearly as bad if people didn't let that shit slide... but they do and it's funny.
when i go home, i don't even think about trying half the shit i routinely do here. (oh, shut up Andrea)
so there are a number of times when i'm about to say something i shouldn't and have to, literally, cover my mouth to keep it from coming out. this tends to be misconstrued as a tease. i'm not fishing for you to extract it from me, i seriously shouldn't fucking say it. however, people are nosy and curious and try to force it out of me. i like to get on verbal rolls and if i start, you'd be hard pressed to stop me before our friendship is in jeopardy. so, i've coined a phrase that i will forever use in such situations:
:it will compromise the integrity of the structure of the floodgates if i say it.
seriously, give me an inch and i'll take your soul (oh shut up Andrea)
all of that being said, i was on the phone with Andrea talking about her crush and i was about to say some mean shit and, as ornery as i can get with her, it's always in jest. i'm not a mean person...except to a lot of people up here and i need to get that shit in check. normally, i don't care, but the shit is starting to seep into my real life and that's not a good look.
on the plus side, the real beauty in the friends that i have is that they keep me in check. (oh shut up Andrea).
...some wicked shit can enter this fucked up brain of mine. keeping it in check is a delicate and painstaking process. it takes a considerable amount of self-control to not be a complete and utter asshole. now. it tends to be easier with people i respect. living here poses a whole new challenge. i lack respect for almost everyone i've met in this place and it tends to accidentally seep out into my real life. and by real life, i mean, people i genuinely care for and enjoy the company of (oh, shut up Andrea) . now then, because i let the waves of disrespect --and hilarity-- wash over all i meet here, it gets increasingly difficult to hold my tongue. i firmly believe that i wouldn't be nearly as bad if people didn't let that shit slide... but they do and it's funny.
when i go home, i don't even think about trying half the shit i routinely do here. (oh, shut up Andrea)
so there are a number of times when i'm about to say something i shouldn't and have to, literally, cover my mouth to keep it from coming out. this tends to be misconstrued as a tease. i'm not fishing for you to extract it from me, i seriously shouldn't fucking say it. however, people are nosy and curious and try to force it out of me. i like to get on verbal rolls and if i start, you'd be hard pressed to stop me before our friendship is in jeopardy. so, i've coined a phrase that i will forever use in such situations:
:it will compromise the integrity of the structure of the floodgates if i say it.
seriously, give me an inch and i'll take your soul (oh shut up Andrea)
all of that being said, i was on the phone with Andrea talking about her crush and i was about to say some mean shit and, as ornery as i can get with her, it's always in jest. i'm not a mean person...except to a lot of people up here and i need to get that shit in check. normally, i don't care, but the shit is starting to seep into my real life and that's not a good look.
on the plus side, the real beauty in the friends that i have is that they keep me in check. (oh shut up Andrea).
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