Let me explain something to you about me


I curse. I curse a lot. Fuck is my favorite word. I curse. I curse but, you know what? I also accept challenges, which is probably the source of 80% of the cursing, inner me is in a constant state of disbelief over what outer me is fucking up to now.

The other 20% is bravado, a sense that, if I just curse loud and long enough, the scary thing will think I’m meaner than I am and leave me alone before I break out quivering and reveal I’m actually a chicken shit!

So, yeah, I curse…but, I also commit to the thing I’m cursing over. As my favorite t-shirt says:

“I won’t give up, but I will curse!”

So, with all due respect, fuck you..I’m too busy challenging myself to become more than I am now, to worry about your sensibilities.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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