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A glass of wine every night

It would be horrible of me if I retract my words now, because I always do that. I want to reach out, but then end up deleting them. I’ve reached out to someone, but right now, I feel vulnerable – not quite the word. Hmm… I feel exposed.

By the way Michelle… I have not forgotten my massive 12 page hand written letter to you. I just keep adding stuff to it. By the time you get it, it will probably be a book.

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There is no left wing or right wing specific ideals here. It is as life should be regardless of society's squabbles and disagreements. I never said I strive to be a good person, nor did I ever say I will deliberately do people harm. I only said that I will do what needs to be done to survive in the world. The end doesn't always justify the means and the means don't always justify the end.

People from all shades of the political and social spectrum will find my content offensive. So my blog isn't for most people. It's for people closer to my spectrum of recognition and understanding. If you are an easily triggered reactionary conservative snowflake, then kindly fuck off. If you are an obnoxiously phoney liberal that consider yourself progressive but actually limit yourself to the matchbox-sized confinements of your isms, then go choke on your own crying snot juice elsewhere. You have been warned.

For the rest of you, welcome to my immodest abode. It's not smart, nor intelligent, nor wise. It's just life.