Buck Edwards

Bollards in Asphalt

76 posts in this topic

Buck Buck Buck, write something duffer! 

Edited by Buck Edwards

My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

ChatGPT

Goebbels was the third of five children of Friedrich Goebbels, a pious Roman Catholic factory clerk, and Katharina Maria Odenhausen. His parents provided him with a high school education and also helped support him during the five years of his undergraduate studies. He was exempted from military service during World War I because of his clubfoot (presumably a result of having contracted polio as a child), which later enabled his enemies to draw a parallel with the cloven hoof and limp of the Devil. This defect played a disastrous role in his life by engendering in Goebbels a strong desire to be compensated for his misfortune.

 

         Joseph-Goebbels-1935.jpg

Edited by Buck Edwards

My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

 

ZnDZQBxSRnQn.jpg?o=1

 

VcO8OckUomvJ.jpg?o=1

 

09UJlPWm8eDM.jpg?o=1

 

k6HVNhEyG6Ls.jpg?o=1

 

UnLENaB44dMb.jpg?o=1

 

vubFTrSOdW8u.jpg?o=1

 

 

Edited by Buck Edwards

My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Where should I vent my frustrations? 

Rejection is so hard to deal with. 

You can't please anyone. Sometimes it's just best to let go. 

I develop trust issues. Rejection is rejection and you simply cannot do anything about it. 

There is no harmony in rejection. Home is where the heart is. Your heart will forever revel in restlessness if it's core desires aren't getting fulfilled. It's like chasing the rainbow, it will never belong to you, no matter whatever you do. 

I have been frustrated lately, conflicted and torn. The only thing left is to cope and not allow the hurt to keep wallowing beneath my wings. Even if I chose to live in fantasy, I shouldn't let it take over and still stay grounded to reality. 

This is reality buck. Deal with it. Cope with it. Let go. Think about filling your cabinet with all the good stuff. Your heart should be on something that keeps your interest. Distance yourself from anything that creates a wound in my heart. Don't try to patch it. Just let go. Distance. Distance. A change of climate perhaps. 


My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Existential crisis can also be a possibility. Use the pms buck, don't be lazy duh. Also take pictures of places next time. Use coping strategies. I know. I know. I know. It seems hard. Right now. Life is short. So invest in harmony. I can't figure out a dang thing. But the more I sit trying to figure out things, the worse it's going to get for me. I achieve nothing. I get nothing. One of the few occasions where someone's virtues aren't of great personal help, rather a pain in the ass with their constant overbearing judgemental cynicism. 


My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Psychedelics can do a lot of harm sometimes, I should remember that. 


My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

I had pledged that I would be a better person everyday. 

Yes??? 

IMG-20230823-190607.jpg

Edited by Buck Edwards

My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

In all of this, I've forgotten who I am. 


My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Don't be around emotionally charging people. The less the better. Be around nobody. 

Just around trees and my dogs. 


My name is Victoria. 

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!


Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.


Sign In Now