So, let's do something different. I stole this from Grace over at Grace's birdcage.
By they way grace, you are all sorts of awesome and i have never seen a pic of you i bet you are way prettier than me. usually people of talent are!! Love ya bitch.
I'm going to cliff note the directions but here is her version.
My directions: You have to leave a comment. But when you post the comment it has to be done anonymously. You can talk about anything you want, say anything you want, just do you. I'm going to add a sentence just to get the wheels in your mind running. Your comment doesn't even have to make sense. The whole point of the post is to get shit off your conscience without fear and repercussion.
Why am I doing this post??? Well... because when I did it over at Grace's I felt better. And my blog is all about those warm fuzzies that live inside your belly. No one is going to judge you, no one will ever know its you. That's the whole fucking point. OK... so ready to open up???
Here is the question that will help you open up (remember your thoughts/comments doesn't even have to make sense or even have to relate to the topic):
Why can't I ______________
REMEMBER CHOOSE ANOMALOUSLY FOR THIS.
37 comments:
Why can't I be happy with him? He loves me with all his heart. He grants my every wish. He hangs on my every whim. He will do everything for me. Why can't he be you??
y cant i believe u?
"don't shut down on me," you plead. there is always tomorrow. let's take it one day at a time. i stare into you and i know you are lying to me.
Why can't I. . . hmmm. . . I can't think of anything at the moment, that is so lame. But I'll be back when I have a good one.
Why can't I get my husband trained to load the dishes IN the dishwasher after 30 years.
Why can't I make everyone happy? The harder I try, the harder it is. Also, why can't I afford to move?
Why cant I..... Be as AWESOME as Sara *WINK* X
Why cant I ..... read the rules properly!
why can i learn to put some of the burdeon on others, instead of taking it all on myself to the point of overwhelment and extream frustration?
why can't i....get a damn job in the gosh forsaken town! I need money to live people!!!
Why can't I stop eating chocolate and fantasising about Mike Patton?
Why can't I have dirty sex with Mike Patton?
Why can't I say anything without mentioning Mike Patton and how I'd like to fuck him?
Why can't I write something serious right now?
Why can't I decide what the hell I want to do with my life?
Why can't I accept that maybe he really doesn't love me and that maybe I can both find someone more suited for us?
Why can't I just stop being so weak,and lose all the extra weight,by eating less and exercising?Why am I so freaking lazy?
help myself from singing aloud while everyone around is trying to stop me? why?
Do i think i'll be the next Kelly Clarkson?
Why can't I stop yelling at my kids, get more sleep, exercise and stop eating sugar?
Why can't I seem to get a job where I can actually pay all my bills every month and have a little extra left over to save for the future?
Why can't I go back in time and decide to NOT go to the fancy private college and incurr so much debt in students loans that I will never have any hope of EVER paying them off?
ever be happy for long!
ever stop thinking about FOOD!
BE RICH!
Why can't I grow afew more inches!!!
I'm tired of wearing 4" inches heels, but DANG I look fab in them though...
~Lenorenevermore
OOOPS I blew my cover!!!
Why can't I have higher IQ!!!!
Why can't I stop procrastinating, and just study?
why can't i pause?
why cant i.... stop myself from being attracted to younger, skinny guys?? they are all assholes and yet there is something about them.
hahaha sara your comment made me giggle so much im not even angry you called gaga a man.
i hope by posting this anonymously you arent confused. if you go around the internet telling every blogger that gaga is a dude well then this just the price you have to pay.
Why can't I trust the process?
why can't i find a bra that fits. oh, boobs.
RRRAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Why can't I drink boos like a normal person? My boyfriend says it's a deal breaker(alcoholic parents), but he means NO boos AT ALL. I shouldn't have to do this. I grew up with parents that drank one glass and stopped. There's NOTHING wrong with it!
Also, Why can't I tell anyone I was bulimic for years? Nobody knows.
why can't i stop thinkin about him and wanting his attention....why do i believe that one day we will get back together?
Why can't I
be a carrot
or a pickle?, life is not fair.
But still
I am fighting.
I like that picture :)
Why can't I just tell those stupid screwed-up looney tune childish asshole bitches to go to hell and leave me the fuck alone!!!!
Wow, that was cathartic. Thanks!!
...feel satisfied.
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Why can't I decide what the FUCK I want to do with my life???
why cant i quit smoking pot? Do I want to?
Why can't I be hired for a position I actually want? And actually be paid WHAT I'M WORTH.
Why can't I stop hating myself?
Why can't I love me as much as he loves me?
Why can't I find friends who don't treat me like a piece of shit?!
Ok, I'm done ranting now ; )
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