Too Real.

As i get older I have less of a filter.

This doesn’t mean that i am walking around day to day offending people. It just means that if i don’t like you and you’ve given me reason for that i won’t hold back and i wont make the effort to change my opinion of you unless you begin to change.

I realised at work there is one member of staff who always asks “why are you always such a dick?” 

I thought about this quite a while then concluded that she is the only one who asks me and i have less patience with her because i don’t like her . She has qualitys that i would usually avoid but unfortunately i have to work with her.

Suppose if everyone started asking me that I’d be worried ?

Love.

Guess what I love???… You. Thanks for reading.

Now today I got caught up in a lot of hate and arguments and I was as bad as the people I was mad at.

So let’s talked about something I love and you share something you love in the comment section.

I love music. I love the variaty and I love how it brings people together. How it can make you feel and how one song can touch people in different ways.

No More Hurt.

Screw it you can’t live your life like this…We no this. So why do we?

Depends on the day for me I like to make the effort to take chances most of the time but it sure as hell is scary.

The problem is getting hurt the more it happens dosent seam to toughen me up just makes me more worried for the next hurt round the corner.

But fuck it I must be a gluten for punishment.