Recycled men anyone?

I don't know why for the life of me I am going to write about this. Usually I keep all my thoughts and everything private, bottled up. Maybe that is the reason for this blog, to let it out and not feel guilty. With facebook, you post it and others in a way are forced to see it, but on here it is different I guess they can chose to open my blog and read.... I have seen so many recycled men on sl and these women fighting over them..! Their like vulchers and in my opinion that is putting it mildly. When a person is either the dumper or the dumpee and usually a guy, I notice these women coming out. I don't know if it is a sense of, I can do better than her with him, I could make him happier or just plain seeing what she can gold dig. What makes this worse is when it's in a group of people and no one ventures out ever to date outside the circle. I think this is just gross, simple.....

Weird...hmmmm

Don't you just hate when you meet someone and everything is great then it happens.....Things turn weird. It has happened to me a few times and I hate it. It's like the person is all into the convo and then silence or the convo happens then a few days later they act weird. I mean sheesh was it something I said?!?!?! I think the majority of people on sl have some degree of trust issues. Here's something.....If I say it I mean it, I try not to sugar coat things and I definitely don't practice lying....

Masks

Ever have one of those oh gah what was I thinking moments? I get them more often than not...it's like you meet someone, think yeah they are nice and then the next time they are totally different. These people wear masks, who only show you what they feel you want to see while hiding who they truly are. They get wrapped up in the moment and by the time they see you again the previous moment had passed and their true colors have shown. I see people at face value, which is both bad and good in my opinion. If they are true on who they are I don't want to discount them but then again if they are wearing a mask, then I look like an idiot for trusting them. Over the past five years of sl I have started to become wiser and it takes more than a hi to get me to answer....

Different

I had never fully understood this statement till I became an adult. All through out Jr high and high school being different was not a good thing. The other kids frowned upon things you wore, how you lived and who you was related to. I was never in the "in crowd" and at times yes I had to defend myself. Being the only girl in a house full of mean tailed boys, well a girl picks up a few ways to be able to stand her ground. My brothers and I had a love/hate relationship. They felt it was okay to torture me but if anyone else did it, then they defended me. My dolls never stood a chance with them and they always knew how to make me cry.

Being different is extremely beautiful in my opinion. If everyone looked the same, lived the same and felt the same way this place would be so boring. I feel in order to survive, we need to have some degree of self and self worth, to not only ourselves but to others. We need to have individualism and be able to express ourselves on many different levels. I love being who I am today, being able to be different and say look at me, I will always be me and that is enough....

 

 

 

"Him"

Sometimes the hardest part, is feeling alone in a vast world. Where at times it feels like I am a shadow, a single dot on the map. I glance around the room, feeling my heart pound, hearing my breath escape my body. The faint sounds echo and in an instant, you. I message you but I know you are distracted by some pretty girl whose conversation holds your attention in place. I want to tell you everything but my heart begs me to keep silent. I have been hurt a few times in this vast world and maybe dating just isn't for me. In time we will see but one thing I refuse is, to chase a boy who doesn't know I exist....