You can just put my arse on the naughty list, thank you very much…

I
just
can’t…

I’m so bored with all the rules:
rules of what to say,
rules of how to say it,
rules of what not to say,
rules of how to dress,
rules of what to post, how to post, when to post,
rules of how to live…

Holy Shit,
is there anything someone HASN’T created a rule for?

I came to the conclusion a long time ago
that for me
being on the nice list
is boring AF!

And for what?
So that someone will give me a pat on the head
‘That’s my good girl’?
Or so they can feel safe in my predictability
as the machine keeps spewing out carbon-copies of what we’re supposed to look like?

Ugh,
just
ugh.

Personally I think naughty IS nice.
No,
I’m not talking about doing evil kenevil shit that harms.
I’m naughty not a psychopath (although according to the test I am LOL).

I’m talking about shenanigans,
I’m talking about breaking senseless rules,
like CURSING.

OMG let’s go there!

Who the actual fudge DECIDED which words should go on the
‘forbidden list’
that will send us straight to the hell of inappropriateness?

Who decided that
FUCK
should go on the top of the list and not
HUMP?
Which in it’s base context means the same thing.
Or
SHIT
and not
DUMP?

Same thing.

In fact, my eldest and I played this game last week where we replaced our normal passion words with a variety of synonyms, to our great delight. It’s so much fun – I highly recommend it.

Oh, but it’s the WAY in which we use the word, I hear you saying.
It’s the INTENTION behind the use of the word that makes it a naughty naughty thing.

Okay you hypocritical bunch of oxymorons,
then you saying
What The Freak
is CURSING.

You saying
I don’t give a f&#k
is CURSING.

You saying
Stop your Nonsense
is CURSING.

Because your INTENTION is the same as mine.
I’m just choosing to type fuck instead of freak or f#ck as I don’t speak symbol,
and I’m just so over people NOT saying what they mean
which if you think about it, is part of why people are so out of bloody integrity most of the time.

Just floozing say what you want to say how you want to say it and stop showing up like a school-kid terrified of being sent to the principals office.

Last week my mom told me that an adult woman was removed from their chat-group for typing “WTF
because
just now a kid sees it.
OH THE HORROR!!!

ROTFLMFAO!

Oh let me just catch my breath and wipe the tears off my face.

First off,
if your kids knows what WTF stands for,
they already know more than you want to admit to yourself.
Secondly,
our kids are the ones creating this insane language in the first place. God, most days I have to ask my youngster to translate for me as I can’t keep up.
(I had to Google ROTFLMFAO this first time – had no clue!)

Honestly people,
we have bigger problems than ‘inappropriate’ language!
And maybe
just maybe
language is one of the ways in which we’re going to overthrow the system of conformity and bring an end to the cult of mediocrity.
Ever think of that?

Let’s talk about the rules of social media,
which is starting to feel more and more like social kindergarten!

I don’t actually care if you think I should ONLY post certain things, and ONLY in a certain format, and ONLY at certain times,
as guess what,
I’m not CERTAIN
and I’m not PREDICTABLE
and I’m not ONE DIMENSIONAL.

Okay,
so I have fallen into the trap,
I confess,
and I’m really over myself at this stage.

If I have to rely on your social feed to connect you to my message,
if I have to post at the times that you’re most likely going to be online,
I’m not doing a great job at being ME.

Because quite frankly Darling,
I’m so fabulous and my message so delightful
that you should be HUNTING ME OUT
every time you go online.

You should be going to the search box and typing in my name
before
you look at anything esle.

IF
you’re actually my people,
if not,
you probably ARE searching my name just so you can have something to hate on for the day – you’re welcome.

What is the point of all of this?
Well,
some people love ten spoons of sugar in their tea,
they like all things sweet and pleasant and predictalbe,
and others,
like moi,
love espresso straight up,
spicy,
hot,
unpredictable,
enticing,
daring,
never knowing just what’s coming next,
and neither is right or wrong.
But it’s about bloody time you do what’s right for YOU
and allowing the rest to just mozie along.

So if I unfollow you in the coming days,
it’s nothing personal Darling.
You’re just not enticing me to search you out with your thought-provoking content that has me sitting up and paying attention.
You’re not making me laugh, curse, cry, sitting down and doing some serious introspection.
And you’re more than welcome to unfollow me if I’m just another vanilla cupcake in the sea of still waters.

For death might be inevitable,
however some of us are committed to thrive.

Live with honour,
Anel

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plus moi,

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for 10 weeks,

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