blame kyla Frankly, I think all of this Windows and Bill Gates bashing is blockish. In fact, frankly, everything a person says is blockish until/unless every single one of ALL of his actions and theories are REMOTELY faithful to said sayings. Ah, fuck it. I just have a hard time tolerating closed-minded "open-minded" people who are full of crap. 011123 ... pralines&cream Blame me for breaking your heart, blame me for dashing your fantasies onto the sharp rocks of reality, blame me for shattering your innocence into thousands of little pieces of rejection. Blame me for your hurt, your rage, your seething jealousy. I bare the cross that I created. Blame me. 020206 ... pilgrim To what end This sensless madness? Ever onward Out toward the new Horizon Leaving no regret In the wake of time passing The fault lies let it remain resting on the bottom 020207 ... . exactly 020207 ... silentbob i used to be easy to blame you. but now i can only blame myself 020207 ... mon uow it was all my fault 050320 ... no reason you always blame yourself, and i always tell you not to. sometimes people are in different places and want different things. but maybe that's scarier and harder to swallow. 140109 ... tender_square she believes i'm the consigliere, whispering to our mother behind closed doors because, by my sister's logic, "it was different" before i came home. she doesn't know that i've been following mom's lead the whole time. it didn't bother me that mom was letting my sister borrow the car; that agreement was between them. i only helped when it became a problem, when mom tried to enact a boundary, when she needed to take emotion out of the equation and communicate clear facts and options for the future. i have validated mom's feelings and frustrations. i have fought with her over concessions that i don't think are deserved. my sister will always blame someone else for her shitty decision making. 230209 ... tender_square he said he had been waiting for it to be different after i finished grad school. he had wanted things to go back to "the way they were before." he was shocked when it didn't. i see now how my searching outside of the fortress of us sent him reeling. each move toward myself was a threat. i couldn't address the issues made manifest when i took him to a town he hated, one he claimed to have loved before; i wouldn't and couldn't let relationship issues detract from my goal. and when i reached the summit, i saw that after seven years together he had no interest in changing. the message was and still is that problems had arisen when i refused to be as pliable and accommodating as i once was. 230604 what's it to you? who go blather from