You don't know me
I'm beginning to think that my Horoscope of the Day Calendar doesn't know me at all.
A couple of weeks ago, it told me that even though I was a very kind person, I should refrain from helping others. Even if it is hard to watch them dig a hole and jump in.
I think it would be funny as hell to watch them jump in. Not hard people, FUNNY.
Monday's said that "Today it's not you, it's them. Though they might not see it that way."
Which makes me think I shouldn't argue with them. I LOVE TO ARGUE, but WHATEVER.
Today's said "Sometimes others require help but refuse to accept it. In these instances, there's no point in relentlessly trying to make people with bananas in their ears understand that you're attempting to take care of them."
BANANAS!!!??? What the hell is up with this thing?
And Me, I BEAT A DEAD HORSE ALL THE TIME. I WILL GO ON AND ON TO TRY AND GET YOU TO SEE MY POINT OF VIEW. I will days later start arguing about it again. But if I can argue with you, then you know that I really like you. And that I fell safe enough to argue with you and not have you run away.
Or else whatever I am arguing about is just not that important. Cause I really LOVE to argue about unimportant crap.
A couple of weeks ago, it told me that even though I was a very kind person, I should refrain from helping others. Even if it is hard to watch them dig a hole and jump in.
I think it would be funny as hell to watch them jump in. Not hard people, FUNNY.
Monday's said that "Today it's not you, it's them. Though they might not see it that way."
Which makes me think I shouldn't argue with them. I LOVE TO ARGUE, but WHATEVER.
Today's said "Sometimes others require help but refuse to accept it. In these instances, there's no point in relentlessly trying to make people with bananas in their ears understand that you're attempting to take care of them."
BANANAS!!!??? What the hell is up with this thing?
And Me, I BEAT A DEAD HORSE ALL THE TIME. I WILL GO ON AND ON TO TRY AND GET YOU TO SEE MY POINT OF VIEW. I will days later start arguing about it again. But if I can argue with you, then you know that I really like you. And that I fell safe enough to argue with you and not have you run away.
Or else whatever I am arguing about is just not that important. Cause I really LOVE to argue about unimportant crap.
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Now I know who's been stealing them.
I did it, I confess.
I BEG your forgiveness. *grin*
I KNEW I was doing something wrong.