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I advised you that I accept that your not lying is not an option. I did insist, however, that you confine your lying to matters I won't find out about immediately. Is this too fucking difficult a concept for you to wrap your tiny fucking brain around ?
There's an important difference here; if you are a compulsive liar you can't continue your career. It's not going to work. At all. You have to be able to control your lying such that your customers don't find out about it very quickly lest you be unable to make a living at this. I'd think the motivation to make some money here and succeed in your business would be evident to you, but I've really been dismayed that you're not coming up to speed on skillful lying thing at all, and you're going to wind up unemployed (unemployable), in jail, or you're going to piss off the wrong person and you're going to get killed. Yeah, you're THAT bad at it.
I'd generally advise folks as impaired at lying as you are to simply move on to honesty, but you've already taken that option off the table.
Man, this ain't going to end well for you if you don't figure this out, and figure it out QUICK.
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
(November 15, 2017 at 11:13 pm)J a c k Wrote: CIJS
I feel like the world isn’t so big anymore. I feel like I can do anything. I’m so strong, I can lift all of you in one hand. I feel like I’m breathing. It’s hard to know how to be alive when you’ve been dead for so long, but god dammit, it’s still better. I might press on the gas too hard, then break too suddenly, but I’m moving without chains. Sure, there is some residue from all the clutter, but I’ll clean it up. Hanneh! Damn! It smells like victory up in here! Don’t tell me I’m laughing too hard, or hugging too tight, or kissing too much, or talking too much. I’ve been contained too long and NOTHING can tone me down now. I’m larger than life right now and if it can’t be handled, that’s the fucking point. Moooove, bitch. Get out the way!
So now what? Keep on getting these results. Keep following the steps to an even brighter ending to it all. Not get lazy. Follow through. Look at the evidence every time I forget what happened and start to feel sorry for the oppressor. Look at it, mama! Look at it! Get angry all over again! That’s right.
And what else? Run. Jog. Cook. Eat. Fuck. Love. Dance. Write. Read. Meet. Date. Travel. Go. Stay. Laugh. Cry. Yell. Silence. Peace. Play. Hug. Kiss. Give. Take. Zen.
Because this is MY life and I will spend it MY way.
Hey, friends,
Thank you sooooo fucking much for making me stronger and believing in me when I was just a corpse at the side of the road. I fucking love you. Like damn. So much.
Love ya! You're such a good friend and I'm so happy for where you're at right now.
(November 16, 2017 at 5:56 am)vorlon13 Wrote: CIJS:
I advised you that I accept that your not lying is not an option. I did insist, however, that you confine your lying to matters I won't find out about immediately. Is this too fucking difficult a concept for you to wrap your tiny fucking brain around ?
There's an important difference here; if you are a compulsive liar you can't continue your career. It's not going to work. At all. You have to be able to control your lying such that your customers don't find out about it very quickly lest you be unable to make a living at this. I'd think the motivation to make some money here and succeed in your business would be evident to you, but I've really been dismayed that you're not coming up to speed on skillful lying thing at all, and you're going to wind up unemployed (unemployable), in jail, or you're going to piss off the wrong person and you're going to get killed. Yeah, you're THAT bad at it.
I'd generally advise folks as impaired at lying as you are to simply move on to honesty, but you've already taken that option off the table.
Man, this ain't going to end well for you if you don't figure this out, and figure it out QUICK.
Talking to a priest?
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
(November 16, 2017 at 2:37 am)Hammy Wrote: We love you too Ivy I am so happy for you and so glad you are so strong
Awww jamón. (Hug)
(November 16, 2017 at 6:39 am)Industrial Lad Wrote:
(November 15, 2017 at 11:13 pm)J a c k Wrote: CIJS
I feel like the world isn’t so big anymore. I feel like I can do anything. I’m so strong, I can lift all of you in one hand. I feel like I’m breathing. It’s hard to know how to be alive when you’ve been dead for so long, but god dammit, it’s still better. I might press on the gas too hard, then break too suddenly, but I’m moving without chains. Sure, there is some residue from all the clutter, but I’ll clean it up. Hanneh! Damn! It smells like victory up in here! Don’t tell me I’m laughing too hard, or hugging too tight, or kissing too much, or talking too much. I’ve been contained too long and NOTHING can tone me down now. I’m larger than life right now and if it can’t be handled, that’s the fucking point. Moooove, bitch. Get out the way!
So now what? Keep on getting these results. Keep following the steps to an even brighter ending to it all. Not get lazy. Follow through. Look at the evidence every time I forget what happened and start to feel sorry for the oppressor. Look at it, mama! Look at it! Get angry all over again! That’s right.
And what else? Run. Jog. Cook. Eat. Fuck. Love. Dance. Write. Read. Meet. Date. Travel. Go. Stay. Laugh. Cry. Yell. Silence. Peace. Play. Hug. Kiss. Give. Take. Zen.
Because this is MY life and I will spend it MY way.
Hey, friends,
Thank you sooooo fucking much for making me stronger and believing in me when I was just a corpse at the side of the road. I fucking love you. Like damn. So much.
Love ya! You're such a good friend and I'm so happy for where you're at right now.
No, you’re the good friend. Love ya, too.
"Hipster is what happens when young hot people do what old ladies do." -Exian
Cijs
I come off as a creep sometimes. I know. I’m not just saying it. I notice. I’m too much sometimes.
I like you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I disagree with you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. You intimidate me? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I look up to you? I’ll tell you all the reasons.
And I’ll repeat them over and over again in different ways and with all my depth. I don’t filter it and I don’t tone it down. Nah. What for?
Imagine what it would be like if people could see what we’re thinking? Well, you can see what I’m thinking. I like telling people how beautiful or scary I think they are, and if that makes me a creep, I own it.
Yeah, I touched your face in my head. Carry on.
"Hipster is what happens when young hot people do what old ladies do." -Exian
(November 17, 2017 at 1:55 pm)J a c k Wrote: Cijs
I come off as a creep sometimes. I know. I’m not just saying it. I notice. I’m too much sometimes.
I like you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I disagree with you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. You intimidate me? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I look up to you? I’ll tell you all the reasons.
And I’ll repeat them over and over again in different ways and with all my depth. I don’t filter it and I don’t tone it down. Nah. What for?
Imagine what it would be like if people could see what we’re thinking? Well, you can see what I’m thinking. I like telling people how beautiful or scary I think they are, and if that makes me a creep, I own it.
Yeah, I touched your face in my head. Carry on.
I think I come off as a creep? I'll tell you all the reasons...
(November 17, 2017 at 1:55 pm)J a c k Wrote: Cijs
I come off as a creep sometimes. I know. I’m not just saying it. I notice. I’m too much sometimes.
I like you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I disagree with you? I’ll tell you all the reasons. You intimidate me? I’ll tell you all the reasons. I look up to you? I’ll tell you all the reasons.
And I’ll repeat them over and over again in different ways and with all my depth. I don’t filter it and I don’t tone it down. Nah. What for?
Imagine what it would be like if people could see what we’re thinking? Well, you can see what I’m thinking. I like telling people how beautiful or scary I think they are, and if that makes me a creep, I own it.
Yeah, I touched your face in my head. Carry on.
We may not have met irl but I get more of a cool/awesome/sweet vibe.
You're 26, for fucks sake, and you've so far fucked off your entire adult life.
I don't mind letting you stay over here for awhile so you can do laundry and such, but I'm not going to any more if you can't manage to pick up after yourself. Stuff left out in the rain. Cigarette butts on the back porch, and the floor of the room we let you use. Yeah, you didn't smoke inside, but c'mon, really? And when the time came that we all were clear was when you were leaving, your laundry still isn't done. Nearly five days, really?
I've had another fire tonight, I love just sitting there looking into the flames, listening to my music, looking at the sky.
Meteor shower to come if the clouds clear
You're such a good friend and I'm so happy for where you're at right now.
