Mirror, Mirror on the wall..it’s okay to be a narcissist after all.

One time in middle school this girl told me I had a big nose. I said lucky for me, it will never match the size of my ego.

I’m a narcissist. A cold-blooded…narcissist. I don’t see this as a bad thing though. Sure, I am a bit self centered, think I’m special, and like power but why is this so bad? I may not empathize well with people, but I do so with animals. I’m super honest, and would never screw anyone over I liked, or have a neutral relationship with. I’m not out to be harmful.

What these shrink writers fail to explain is that the most successful people in the world are fucking narcissists!!!! You think Steve Jobs wasn’t a narcissist? You think Prince wasn’t a narcissist? The list can go on. A narcissist is egotiscial they believe they can change the world, and they usually do.

I don’t see anything wrong with knowing I can achieve great things with my life, and gain notoriety for doing so. I don’t see anything wrong with utilizing my talents to get me somewhere in life, or with enjoying being on a stage getting laughs for what I created.


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What’s a filter?

Once upon a time my family moved from Long Island, New York to Gilbert, Arizona and everything drastically changed.

For Arizona.

Just kidding.

People in the Southwest are much different than my Italian, Brooklyn parents mostly because too many of them are easily offended and cant really handle the brutal truth. I wasn’t really raised with a filter, I was raised to speak my mind and for those that are offended my what I say I honestly do not care. Here’s a tissue. Perhaps, you just start a gofundme account to buy a backbone.

I get annoyed at people that have issues with the stuff that I say because I really don’t care. I speak my mind and sometimes it’s brutal but why must I say sorry? Usually the rants and complains come from people who take stuff personally, I never really write anything to personally target someone, I’m not a bully.

I am not easily offended, but I am easily annoyed. That is the truth.



To some degree, I am still a feisty teenager and I refuse to let the flame die out. I think being feisty makes me extraordinary and I shouldn’t have to apologize for it. And neither should you.

Why do some people feel the need to tell you how to live your life? When they do this to me it transforms me into a rebelliois teenager that lacks a filter. Don’t tell me how to think or how to live my life because that’s the way you live yours. There is no “right” way to live, so please shut your mouth. We are all unique humans and nobody should feel alienated, or brainwashed into believing the way they are living is incorrect.

The people that tend to do this are usually unhappy. I am not even kidding. So, you’re telling me to live like you but you’re miserable? I guess the saying is true misery needs company and they’re probably lonely. If you’re so lonely find a friend. Please don’t tell the rest of us how to live.

Red Sweat Shirt Dumbass

I always have crazy titles, because they make my blog posts appear interesting. I guess you can call it “false” advertising, but whatever, today’s post is about a guy in a red sweat shirt.

I am very much attracted to funny men, because they are usually ballsy, know how to have a good time, and I find it easy to open up to them. I am one of those people that has issues with allowing people to get to know me on an emotional level, because it makes me feel powerless. I have some issues…but don’t we all? Anyways, lets call this idiot RSSD. RSSD seemed really cool, but unfortunately, he made the six year old selling lemonade on the street corner appear mature. We only hung out twice, and it was clearly just that, there was nothing romantic behind our hang outs, we just shared one similar interest, and I am not going to say what it is. The second time we hung out he had the nerve to sit there and stick earphones in his ears, who does that???? I should have just walked out, but I didn’t, I stayed, and I am going to turn a negative experience with a dipshit into comedic inspiration..:)

RSSD is a brat, and at one point so was I. Let me explain, I grew up spoiled, and my parents always catered to me, and gave me more than enough, but eventually I grew out of that spoiled brat obnoxious give me my way or the highway mentality. Rotten people are drawn to those types, and who the hell wants to attract that? RSSD wants what he wants when he wants it and when he doesn’t get his way he acts out like a little boy. Like I did as a child when I threw a temper tantrum because  my parents wouldn’t get my a toy I wanted.

RSSD only wanted to hang out with me, because his dick wanted to chill inside of my vagina. I was definitely attracted to him, but wasn’t ready for that yet, and thats when his true colors started to show. That’s when he acted like a child, was in a pissy ass mood, and stuck those ear phones in his ears. My advice to RSSD is if you only want sex be straight forward about it, because you will attract another girl that just wants sex, and then you don’t have to act like a little boy, because you will get your way. My second piece of advice is you’re not 19 anymore, you are a grown man, and should know better by now. You should know that you need to RESPECT women, because clearly you don’t.

Happy Hump Day


Bad Employees Protect Eachother

The truth hurts, and I am always hear to provide you with a substantial amount of pain. JK 🙂 No, but really.

scumbag-employee_c_975293  I have spent a decent amount of my life working. I have worked in retail, food service, radio, and marketing. I know a thing or two about shitty co-workers…:)

#1. Women can be catty. I remember an internship I had where one girl who might I add was much older than me said a whole bunch of bs behind my back, but acted nice to my face..that was the beginning of my experience with office politics, and how people will go to great lengths to push each other down.

#2. Shitty workers stick together, and protect one another. Look, if you’re intelligent, and a good worker, you’re automatically a threat to people who do jack shit. Eventually they will gang up on you to get rid of you, it’s an awesome tactic, and it definitely works, but what terrible workers fail to realize is bad employees do not make a company rise, they make it crash and burn…because like Steve Jobs explained..the second you hire a B employee the company starts to tank, because that B employee will hire a C and so forth. Bad employees stick together to protect one another.

#3. I absolutely love my job, and the company I work for. My boss is absolutely incredible, and a wonderful person. He cares about his employees, and gives us creative freedom, and we all laugh, and have so much fun working together, and because of this we succeed. Companies thrive when employees are paid well, and when the environment is happy. The atmosphere is also amazing when people work as a team, and legitimately care about one another, and have zero interest in tearing each other apart. Love, and passion make the ship sail, hate and jealous make it sink.

#4. If a worker does a no call no show and does not have a great reason…fire them. They’ll do it again I promise.

#5. If a worker likes to point fingers at everyone else’s direction its because they’re immature and probably don’t do jack squat. If they have so much time to figure out everyone’s business, it’s probably a strong indication they’re not doing much.

#6. Nobody wants to be micromanaged, it sucks, however, there are tons of people that need it, because they are not self motivated.

#7. When someone cares about you, they do not base their opinion of you based on what others tell them, they form one on their own.

#8. I wouldn’t hire most of my friends. I know people I enjoy hanging out with, but there is no way in hell, I would ever want to work with them, because they’re lazy, and constantly need guidance.

#9. You want to get through to someone? Do it through humor. Not kidding. It works like a charm. I don’t like to be mean, because I don’t like hurting people. Id rather be the one hurting than inflicting the pain.

Letter to My Parents

I love you. Even though I go toe to toe with you on a regular basis, and disagree with a significant amount of your idiotic beliefs, I now realize how lucky I am. You gave me everything I ever wanted and more, plus provided me with a safe home, and not everyone got that lucky. I used to think my childhood upbringing was everyone’s upbringing, and I was so wrong. I just wanted to say thank you for teaching me to be thick skinned, and to voice my opinion when I know something is wrong, thank you for teaching me to stand up for myself, and thank you for providing me with a loving home, and the best childhood anyone good every imagine.


My friend offered me some valuable advice, she told me when miserable people try and tear you down ignore them, don’t fight with them, because the second you give in they win.

Some people are unhappy with their lives, and in order to make themselves feel better they try and attack others. I am getting at a point in my life where I choose to not give a fuck about these people, and their bitter attacks leave them #blocked. If you message me on any social media site attacking the way I live, or picking apart my personality when your advice was not asked, I am going to block you. I find it annoying when broken people try to take shots at me, because I am so put together. I live my life the way I want to, and I am happy. I live where I want to, because it makes me happy…got it? I wasn’t put on this earth to be “normal”, and that is okay. I don’t bash other peoples lifestyle, goals, or desires, because I have no business doing so.

You know who likes to take digs at me the most? Broken men I rejected. I am not obligated to sleep with every guy that wants to sleep with me. I am not obligated to date every guy that wants to date me. I am not obligated to be emotionally interested in every guy that is emotionally interested in me. I have been rejected too, and I don’t whine like a little baby, or attack the guy that didn’t like me. I get over it and move on, because everyone has been in that situation before.