This is just me in all my "assholeness" venting, talking noise and speaking the truth. That's all a cynical woman like me knows how to do!!
RIP AMY
For the love of money……
Money and happiness seem to be like oil and water. You can’t have one and have the other. They just don’t mix or so people say. The love of money turns some into heartless, greedy, snakes who value nothing more than the value of their funds. Everyone wants to be rich right? Live in million dollar homes, schmooze with socialites and celebs, frolic on the world’s greatest beaches. But at what cost? Happiness??? There is nothing wrong with having attainable goals and a solid plan. To say I want to be a millionaire next year and have no plan isn’t really fathomable. My belief is that people confuse riches with success. Being successful and reaching for something you want is better than any riches. Big money comes with big problems, taxes and leaches. Becoming what you want in life. Finding your niche. Achieving your goals is an indescribable feeling that money can’t quite provide.
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About Me
- Krysdammit_tena
- With the risk of sounding trite, I am a witty and very trenchant individual who does her best to enjoy life and all the stupid charismatic people and things in it. I just happen to like to talk a lot of garbage and things other people hate to discuss. But if u cant say it why think it??
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Friday, November 12, 2010
Where is my Prozac????
Lately there just seems to be this wave of depression cast over the world. Everyone and everything i know including yours truly seems to be wading in the water of the dark side. I have noticed that i wear almost ALL black whenever i go anywhere. Am i in a blue funk??? Partly because i feel like I'm the size of a brick house but partly because i guess that's how i feel?? Black and Grey, not Black and Yellow. Someone actually pointed it out me. Then i realized i was one of them. Our music right now seems so drab and obscure. Why are we so grim for practically no reason. My friends are all sad, having some issue or another. Kanye West is apologetic about calling Bush racist, Kid Cudi's new album makes me want to sit in a dark corner in the fetal position and cry, and now I'm hanging out in anti-political, fuck the man hipster spots in my town. Hmmmm....someone pass me an anti, a cold beer, some black nail polish and my tom's. Sigh.....