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RevisedImage because I'm decidedly less-friendly since the last time I updated this self-serving introduction.

If you're curious about adding me you already know me. If you don't, you don't want to add me.

I'm not a nice person. I have no patience for people who lie to me. I have no patience for people who think bitching about people behind their backs on private blogs makes it okay because it's "venting" and they should never see consequences for their bullshit. I have no patience for people who make excuses for their behaviour. I have no patience for insecure people who put other people down in order to feel better about themselves. I have no patience for people who waste my time. I have no patience.

That about covers it.

sag

Dec. 29th, 2015 09:35 am
devil: (hmo HAS SOME CHEESE)
sad about dog dot com

i looked back at the previous entries of this journal and cut the text since it isn't worth looking at. it's all insignificant insecure bullshit wherein i spend a lot of time waxing poetic about how sad and mad i am instead of changing anything about my situation.

it's interesting for me because i didn't feel there was a significant change between me of today and me of a year or two ago. it's nice to see i was wrong.
Call Out Post # 34345 Edited )

edit as of 1/27/14

as with most things i don't believe in hiding my vile bullshit from the internet because what happened has happened and i think it's best to be as honest about who you are and what you've done as you can be. despite me being a vindictive asshole, amber apologised so i don't feel the need to keep this stickied at the top of my internet blog.
devil: (bok bok bok what)
Freewriting Transcribed From Journals Again )

I've drawn some attention recently, so I would like to take a moment to explain what freewriting is to me in case anyone operates under the misconception that I'm always writing about myself. (Hint: I'm not.)

I usually do it before I sleep to force myself to relax my mind and let everything go. The process of freewriting for me involves blanking my mind, thinking of nothing, and just putting the pen down on the paper and scribbling words out. Once it's over, I turn the page and don't think about it, reflect on it, or read anything I've written until days, weeks, or sometimes months later depending on how much freewriting I'm doing a month.

As a consequence, a lot of it is very repetitive. I've seen a lot of recurring themes and once I even found two of them many, many pages apart that were almost word-for-word copies of the other -- which is somewhat the point. I like to review the entries later to see what state of mind I was actually in. In a world of self-censoring, it encourages raw words and raw emotion. It's one of the most honest forms of writing there is.

It's very easy to lie to yourself. I am not an exception to this. No one is.

Those who believe they are are telling themselves another lie.
One day I will stop being extremely upset about the death of Sean Smith, one of the US Diplomats killed in Libya. That day has not been the last three days and it will not be today.