Showing posts with label the latest rules in a series of unfortunate scowls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the latest rules in a series of unfortunate scowls. Show all posts

Friday, June 4, 2010

I stick to my guns; I am welded to my weaponry.

  1. It takes two to communicate.
  2. I don't pity self-imposed pity.
  3. There are no "must"s or "have to"s here. There are no binding contracts.
  4. I have a long list of grievances and an even smaller capacity to care about them.
  5. Silence to me is golden. I crave it. So if I have it, I don't question it.