A short blog before I run off to my shitty place of work as I feel the need for a mini rant. I sit here in a man's shirt, which feels suprising comfortable, and question myself to what I want anymore. These last few days have made me realise actually how much of a screw up I am, yet how grateful I am for the ones that have actually stuck around. I've realised that I naturally just seem to be able to fuck things up, yet I can't explain why. Cher (the best friend) blames the previous men, yet I feel the need to blame no one. I've realised I am the reason why nothing works but fuck it. Yet when I say this, I do feel that I can't take all the blame for recent events, but I've got to the point now where I am past caring anymore. Perhaps the old Jordan is coming back, one I wish to never return, current Jordan is content, past Jordan was in a bad place. So yes I am a little screwed up, and have a tendency to fuck things up but I suppose that is the way things are meant to be, or as Cher says, 'Jordan just go with the flow'. I don't know what I would do without her.
I really should sort out my swearing, it is not healthy.
I love the geek on Countdown.
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