Edmonton drivers are like...lesbians?

No...shitheads...wait, not like shit heads, they are shitheads. To the suit dude driving his Lexus, gabbing on the cell phone and the middle aged, mid-life crisis man driving his so-precious mini-van, fuck you. Oh, and not to forget the oversized Dodge ram with the small-penis driver, I have one question for you. What the fuck is you hurry? Does the lady at home really cook meals so fantastic and starch your shirts so crisp that you, the driver, must place my life at risk to get there?
I didn't receive the instruction manual for human behavior but I’m pretty sure, next to impatient ignoramus, lays your photo. So, chalk one up for being gay! However, since I am in the spirit of balance, here is a chalk for straight people. Maybe.

I have no idea who came up with the idea of the lesbian culture, but right now, I think it is lame. Perhaps because we live in a society where lesbians and gays live a stereotypical life of party, lust, and play. Perhaps it is just the women that I am currently surrounded with, but honestly, why do lesbians need to be greater heart breakers than boys. I love women, but I am not a fan of the love-them-and-leave-them lesbians. Are any of us? Who are you to talk the shit, that you are gods gift to the world and jump from gentle lady to gentle lady. As much as I would like to say that I am excluded, I don't feel as though I am. However, I am very clear on how I feel. For me, I try to find where people 'fit' into my life...only because I feel that there is a purpose for everyone in my life and I communicate that...I call that open honesty. I could just run around in circles, pulling someone along for the ride until I figure out my heart. Really? How fair is that to the soul being dragged about? I'd like to think that we all stand up for ourselves in this liberated society, but the truth is, most women still don't. No matter what degree they have or what liberating story is told, most women have insecurities. It is ridicules.

I have discovered heart-breaking women who jump from heart to heart in search of the freedom to be loved. I have seen the ache of betrayal. I have felt connections that I should not have and I have felt connections that I just will never have. To me, it only says that I feel everything...some say that I wear my heart on my sleeve, but for me, I simply feel and do so with nothing held back. What you see is honest and loyal. I know that I come on strong and I know that it intimidates, offends, and turns off. I would like to think that somewhere out there, is a woman who is strong enough to be loved. Strong enough to let go of her pride and is vulnerable enough to trust. If there was such thing as marriage, that would be it. A couple who is strong enough to support one another unconditionally and strong enough to be loved. Bob Marley had said it best, "could you love, and be loved."

Random.