Before reading anything else on my LJ, READ THIS.
--=[The Truth]=--
I guess I should've written this a long time ago. Well, better late than never. =)
First off, I'm tired. Really tired of people coming up to me, IM'ing me, taunting me, asking me, annoying me about my LJ and anything assumed, inferred, or implied from it. Stop it. Please. Just stop. I'm not an LJ celebrity. I'm not a PIMP. I'm no PLAYA, and I'm definitely not a MACK. Somewhere along the line, be it starting on LJ or going back to the IRC days, the fabrication of a "playa" was started and has built up to insanely inaccurate proportions. Hate to break it to everyone, but the man is definitely not bigger than the myth in this case. Getting 100 comments translates to ABSOLUTELY NOTHING in real life. So for all you people who think comments are a competition, get over it. There is no prize.
Sure, I've done things.
But probably not anymore than any other male or female, right?
People are just naturally drawn to drama. Even if it's not wanted, it's still created. Why? What possible good can come out of creating, insinuating and passing along stories which are false? The answer? Selfish reasons. The teller of the story, aside from spreading doubt, suspicion and jealousy to the listener, is trying to gain something for themselves. Whether it be something physical or intangible. Maybe they just want to make someone look bad to whoever they're telling the story to. Maybe they want to make themselves LOOK better. Who knows?
But guess what.
All the dumbasses who has told stories about me, don't think I don't know. Don't think that shit doesn't come back to me... It's funny. For some reason or another, I always know.
So sit there now, and simmer on that thought.
I know you.
I've never cared about what was passed along about me. It wasn't truth, therefore, I didn't care. Why stress over shit I have no control over? People like to talk, so let them talk. My friends knew who I was and knew none of it held any water, so why bother right?
But when things assumed, implied or wrongly inferred start to bother or upset people I know and care about, that's when I have to step in.
How needy and desperate can a person's life get or how jealous and conniving does one have to be to spread gossip about people they don't know or have never met?
Next time you hear a person talk about me, ask the person if they know me or have ever MET me. Chances are, they haven't. Their stories? Fabricated. Wrongly assumed, inferred, implied.
He Said, She said. Hey, wasn't that a movie?
I'm not the person most people think I am from whats assumed from the internet.
I wish I was a big time playa.
Unfortunetly, I'm not.
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Everyone always asks why I don't write as much as I used to. If you've read this entry then you should know why. My life is my own. Not yours. There's absolutely no reason for you to need to know anything I don't want to tell.
kalispice posted a great disclaimer. I think I will use it also.
Pay special attention to Personal relationships and privacy.
I couldn't have worded it any better myself.
DISCLAIMER: READ THIS
The end...?