I am a loaded gun who is passionate as hell. It shows in my ambition, determination, the way I speak, and anything that I deeply, truly, and honestly, care about. I’m a person who is bitter, slightly enraged on a daily basis, with the mouth of a vulgar pirate. Though I despise the human race, I always look for the good in a person and the positive traits they possess. Once I find them, I’ll try to bring them out of you to make you aware of them.
On the other hand, I am no force to be reckoned with. Flip the switch in the heart and I am vicious, vindictive, and mean, with a sharp tongue. I spit daggers. This means I have left my fucks to give at home, and I am on vacation. When I am done, I am done, and I will not make an effort to salvage the fucks I once gave.
I can also handle the cards that I’m dealt, and shuffle them to keep myself happy. That took years of hard work. 12 to be exact. The reason is that I’ve been taught that there is no value to seeing the negative in everything, yet it’s easy to see the negative in everyone. Though sometimes there’s a reason for it.
If you’ve never been honest with yourself on a piece of paper, it’s therapeutic. I highly recommend it. 😉