Juniper Pearl

A little bit of life mixed with a little bit of creative writing

Grand Marshal of the Jackass Parade

· Lived

a.k.a. You’re the Reason No One Likes You

It’s interesting the thoughts that run through your head as you’re doing the dishes. None of the usual “I’m not your housekeeper” thoughts or “God forbid you rinse a friggin’ dish” thoughts… no, these are the other ones. The ones that sit in the back of your mind, waiting. The ones that creep up on you throughout the course of the day. The ones that pop into your head when something reminds you of a certain someone. A certain someone who just doesn’t get it.

You’re the grand martyr of Self-ville. The master of the fucking universe. Queen of the narcissistic victims. Perpetually crapped on and no one likes you. Everyone sucks. Everyone is ugly. So-and-so is an asshole; this person is fat. No one ever comes to see me; but I don’t go to see them. Everyone comes here. Fun is had by all. Goodbyes all around.

—Insert various shit-talking here—

Insert thinly-veiled bad-mouthing on various sources. Passive aggression is the name of the game and you’re the returning champion.

We go about our lives, without you. Not one thought. At least not until you storm in, riding the guilt-horse. There are reasons you’re not allowed around.

You’re the reason no one likes you.

Breezeway

· Wrote

What are we going to do? When the walls fall down and the roof caves in?

What are we going to do when the dust settles and the graves are dug?

Who’s going to live there and tend the sweet flowers?

What are we doing to do in the end? The wind is still blowing.

84 years…

· Uncategorized

It feels like all I do is wait. Wait on this, wait on that, him, her, it.

W A I T

Don’t leave though, you might miss them, even if they’re four days late and you have stuff to do.

Waiting and irritated; story of my life.

Fall Down, Go Boom

· Uncategorized

Messy mind, messy environment. Is that the saying? If not, it should be. Trying to get things back on track. The train derailed in the station, first of its kind. Damnedest thing.

New directions, new goals, new things to attempt to ignore. Pick back up on hobbies that brought you pleasure. Ignore what people say because god forbid we let people enjoy things.

This place needs more color.

Daycare centers and night schools…

· Uncategorized

I’m trying. I really am. Tonight will be a test and I’m driving myself. I’ll meet you there in case I’m insulted. Don’t have to listen to you talking the entire way there and back. You “hate” these people, yet you’re constantly clamoring for their attention. Make up your mind; you can’t have it both ways.

You’re the common denominator in your issues. Go back to math class and work it out. Pick a lane. Use your blinkers. You passed your exit.

It’s All Relatively Passive

· Lived

I have no patience left for half of you. Always yelling and stealing and one-upping. You[1] act just like the people you’re complaining about. And You[2] say you want to do better, but keep doing the same old same old. And You[3], you’re just delusional. Being taken advantage of my God knows who because you think it’s someone else. And You[4], you’re choosing to put your head in the sand and not better the situation you keep getting mad at.

No patience for any of you. You all get on my nerves. Leave me alone, get a job, take some meds, grow some balls.

Leave me out of it.

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