have you ever been sick of being too perfect? Is there someone or someones who have told you just how perfect you were only to give you the boot not ten seconds after. Many times in my life I have been told I was. And many times I have cried wondering if I'm so perfect than why does everybody treat me like the goddamn plague??
I don't try to do anything out of the ordinary. The out of the ordinary just happens in my realm of things. I like to dote on my significant others and like to even dote on my kid, but I keep winding up getting a boot to the face and pushed further back down the chasm of darkness as if they're afraid if the world sees them happy the whole world will tilt from its axis! To make matters worse, I have noticed that when I am feeling good and happy and chipper the people I love most dearly suffer immeasurably, and when I am suffering they are all and well. Punishment is never far behind the back of the person who shines on in this world. I have been mocked and tormented since I was old enough to speak, and now, tonight, I want you all to know that I am sick of it. I want certain people to know more than others because I am perfect in their eyes and I know I am loved but I am tired of it being from afar. TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN THAT LIVES BUT 4HRS AWAY:I love you, now and for always and if I am so perfect then get your perfect little ass over here and be happy with me. I'm tired of us being miserable apart and no one else will ever suffice. I haven't been with nor truly plan on being with anyone else. I cannot give you until the end of your time unless it is fated so but I can assure you I will be with you to the end of my time and I would rather be perfect with you for whatever time that allows than to be pushed away again and alone and missing you, with you missing me.
Now, as far as perfection goes. I want the rest of you to know it was never the plan from the start. It just worked out that way and I am truly sorry to those of you who think so highly of yourselves to believe that I wake up everyday just-a-looking for a reason to outshine you! It isn't as if they actually give a prize for it. There isn't a plaque in heaven with all our perfect little names on it. There isn't a plaque in hell for the deviants either and I can assure you of something else-I would make it on that one a hell of a lot quicker than the other one! I may appear strong and rugged and intelligent and beautiful and ample to most but I am flawed too. This whole blog is about my flawed views on the ins and outs of what your kind are, were and are to become. My perfection is more attune with the fact that I never really truly change. This fucking leopard has now and always will have spots! I am neither a pessimist nor an optimist...I am a realist. I really don't enjoy most things and consider most endeavors outside of music, food and sex merely scientific, including but not limited to studying human behaviors so closely as to fuck around with them for kicks! I hold ill will and loathing in my heart as if it was meant to be there for all eternity and have misdeeds done and some to yet occur. I am proud in my own flawed perfection but not in competition with anyone-there isn't one! I know I am the best at what I can do because I never take it for granted unlike others. I don't act like there is a tomorrow so I don't live for one-I live for today.
Take your titles and labels and shove them up your ass! I am wamphyri and a horse(or horse's ass)of another color. I trot when the hell I want and I eat when I want and I piss where and when I want. Not because you told me so but because I want to! So...when you lay your head down tonight to go to sleep and wake up to your happy new year know this: I willed it by being a miserable bitch tomorrow for you! The only way you get a good day is when I have a bad one so my perfect little scheme is all set and in motion!....~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves(y besos de buenas noches para mi payaso loco!)
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