Thank you to all who read.
Have a better life than me…good bye.
Remember…
It is not better to have loved & lost then to have never loved at all….at least you can never miss what you never had.
Archive for December, 2008
Goodbye………
Posted in all alone on December 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Things could always be worse…and for someone, it probably is.
Posted in all alone, tagged Christmas, debts, hopeless, lonely, tired, unloved on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Another year has rolled by and I am alone as usual. I digress, I am not just alone…but I am lonely. Funny thing is, one day last week a woman at work was talking about those of us who live alone. According to her logic, by living alone “we learn more about ourselves…we [...]
Whatever……..
Posted in forever alone, when will it all end, tagged alone, broke, broken, debts, desperate, hopeless, sadness, sorrow, tired on December 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Somewhere since my last post I got older. Mostly it went by unnoticed, my birthday dinner was a cheeseburger and a slice of carrot cake and I slept most of it away. I got a few cards from my Mother and my ex gave my a movie and an electric blanket (everyone knows I keep it cold in [...]
But I’m A Repulicrat…Damn It! Where’s MY bailout?
Posted in forever alone, when will it all end, tagged bankruptcy, food stamps, housewives, pointless, Republicrat, shame on December 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Today I peered into the mouth of the Beast…and it was not good. Not good at all.
Remember those housewives of the fifties? They were stoic, with impeccable taste they held their perfectly coifed heads high. Their lipstick was never smudged as they made a family each and every day as perfect as [...]
I never wanted a white picket fence..and I never got one either.
Posted in forever alone, when will it all end, tagged alone, dreams, FTM, hopeless, nothingness, sadness on December 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I very long time ago I knew a woman, I use the term woman loosely because she had aspirations of becoming a FTM, even then no one referred to him as a a “she”. He was a lot older than I and had lived quite a life before I met him. He wasn’t the [...]

