Monsters

I'm friends with the monsters that are under my bed and skeletons in my closet.. A lot of us trying to change who we really are because we don't fit society's perfect image? Who the fuck cares? Do they pay your bills? Do they feed you? Have they given birth to you or made you? Then they don't have a fucking say so in your life. The only people that should influence YOU, are the ones you LET influence you. First, you go to school, you get a job and a family, a mortgage and die. The end. Life is what happens in between those major events. But everyone seems to think that those major events have an expiration date. They don't. I don't have to get married until I'm 40. It's my choice. Only thing that I would be working on a clock with would be having children and I have plenty of good years left for that. So what the hell are you all worried about? Drying up? Dying? Well, you're heading down that road because you don't enjoy what happens in the "life" portion of your existence.You don't stop to smell the roses.  I mean we live in a world where you have to have a license to fish, but they let anyone have children. We turn on the news to watch what is happening to our country, but instead we hear about how Kim Kardashian's shoes didn't match with her purse. Oh em gee, Kim!!!Soooo, why the hell are you worried about society and their views on what we are supposed to do in our lives when these people are just about as ridiculous as we are? Secondly, I don't let anyone tell me how to live my life, but often I wonder if I went wrong somewhere. Maybe I raised myself too quickly or not fast enough but I often feel like I'm not good enough, pretty enough, smart enough or something is wrong with me. I think it's me..and then I look further. Looking at where I am supposed to be "according to society" makes me sick to my stomach. If I even looked at what size my pants have to be according to society, I would downright puke. Yes, by all means, you don't want to end op on "My 600lb life" (yes, that's real..'Murica), but keep active and don't let yourself go. We have girls that starve themselves to death because they want to be models. We have movies to tell you how to feel when you fall in love.  So who the fuck cares what society tells you? Eat what you want, be who you want to be, smoke what you want to smoke, fuck whoever you want. Just one piece of advice. Don't be a total douchemonkey and don't lie to people. Don't cheat on them and don't lead them on. Everything else, carry on. P.S. Now my biggest dating dilemma is how would I expect anyone to trust me when there are 10 billion single women just like me. dressed like me, make up and hair done like me. How do I find my one in a sea of people who would rather hook up for one night than love me for a lifetime? I guess I'm going to have to kiss a lot of frogs.

When in Rome..