Mobe's days

The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain





This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

I Won't Go Quietly!

the breaking apart and not informing the interested party side of things. It is funny what the world is coming to when simple human behavior takes a wrong turn as people become more expendable. It's a shame really when it happens and there is no relief or validation in the end. It leaves one bitter and resentful, so here is a manual on how I deal with it.

First and foremost, you are worth a goodbye and are a good person. Even the ones I left were good to someone just not to me. Try and understand it may very well be a situation that had no bearing on who you are and what type of person you appear to be in the world. You cannot let the rudeness of others define you and mold your days into little shit piles for dung beetles to come along and get excited over. I am a fine, educated and articulate woman and know of such other creatures of the same and opposite sex and yet, I still have had idiots do this to me. I never really understood the need for such childish cowardess. We are supposed to be all adults here and yet, I am not entitled to know when a "we" is no more and I am just a "me," and they go on quietly spreading their lies as misplaced disdain and tell the next person how horrible you were as an excuse to treat them worse than you and beget a spiral-ing out of control scenario where it keeps getting worse. Our social skills have took a nose dive, peeps, and you need to recognize it for what it is.

There is no way to prevent it and the only suitable response is none. I could encourage you and come up with all sorts of cool ideas(from sugar in the gas tank, to beating the shit out the the new replacement you, to burning all the possessions left behind and mailing them the ashes in an urn with their departure date upon it...etc...)but none of them will make you feel better for very long. Plus you don't want the added effect of jail-time or fines for destruction of property no matter how fun it sounds to participate. There are many reasons they could give you if you walk up to them, as to why they took a yellow-bellied route, but you and I both know it comes down to just the one. Guilt. They have moved on and fear your wrath and become sniveling little pricks and bitches and you don't want to deal with them. So you bail. Is it ok? NO! And never once have I ever been tempted to do this. Being the creature of disdain and self-professed queen of mean, I rather enjoy telling a bloke or lass to go take a flying fuck for themselves. Hell, I even do it to people I haven't had a sexual or romantic relationship with. No matter what, I won't stoop to their adolescent behavior. The most "iconically" funny bit was when it was a spouse. They will have to eventually "see" you again in court or other regarding ending the marital contract. You would think they'd remember this. Ever come home to an empty house and no note and the fucker done disappeared? I have...He got all the shit and I got the kid!

People have gotten meaner. I know this is the kettle calling the pot black, but there are people out there like me qualified for this job and it just discourages us when you have amateurs homing in on your territory. I am better, way better at being a bitch/prick than the quiet-leavers of love. I cannot imagine ever leaving without something to say. Are these people verbally illiterate? Are they mute? I would be struck smart with the biggest case of Tourette's anyone has ever seen that will make sailors and truckers start going to church! I always have plenty to say and have known some really cool relationships take a nose-dive where the shouting match was brought to you by the Webster's Unabridged Dictionary of Inappropriate Language. I might even get myself so excited hearing all the smut and start randomly pleasuring myself while grinning evilly at the mother fucker I am throwing out...I've done it and he knows who he is! (giggles) What I won't do is take the easy route and fade to black. I have a reason for walking and I will carry a big sign in the hopes he or she will see the reason as an opening for them to find someone better or fix what issues they have. I already have made plans to fix mine as I rarely jump from one into another without a momentary lapse of "vacation for one" set in.

I say my peace, or is it piece, and I go. I am angry and I hurt and I want nothing more to do with them from that point on, but I give them the courtesy of knowing why I left and where it went wrong. I have even left when it was my fault and I could see that there wasn't anything I could do to make the issue better, and I tell them then too. Now we have the animals behaving civilized and civilization behaving like animals. Makes me want to go "hunting" and so some "weeding" out of the weak and lame...~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.

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