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Cutting the Crap in 2013

Some people are just incapable of leaving middle school behind.  Unfortunately, the internet has made it incredibly easy to spread nasty emails with hateful and harsh words to anyone, even those closest to you, with little more thought than a quick mouse click on the send button.  You can't take words back.  You can't retract a hurtful email.  It's out there, in the universe.  Long after the email, the comment, the post-- whatever -- is deleted, its hurtful feeling will long remain.  That bridge will likely remain burned.  

If you don’t have the balls to say it to that person's face, then don't say it at all. Remember Thumper?  It's amazing to me what people will say when that person isn't there in person to defend themselves.

I've long believed that we are responsible for our own destiny.  You're writing your story every day when you wake up and make the choices that lead you through that day.  With that understanding, we're also then responsible for our own happiness.  So let's maybe stop letting bitches make us feel crappy & just cut them right out of our lives?  Simple, right?  I'm not perfect.  But I'm also not fake.  I share the real me no matter who you are & if you don't like it, then that’s cool.  Chances are good it's no real loss.  I don't have time to be your ideal.  I’m busy living my life & writing my own great story!

Oh technology, how I love thee!  Much like hate can be shared with a mouse click, so too can I swiftly block those people from my life.  Without thought (in fact, with wild & reckless abandon) I simply click "BLOCK" and no longer have to worry about what they think, what they say, or how much they hate the path their lives have taken.  I'm over here being Mrs. Porch and having a pretty damn good time.  Sorry you hate your life and have decided to lash out at the world.  Maybe go ahead and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self.  (Write that down)

The world is full of enough hate & disdain.  I don't really need to be welcoming more of it into my social circle.  So I bid you good day, haters.  

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