Fucking Truth



Behind my Pollyana syrupy optimistic sweet self, I swear alot. Swear as in "curse" or use profanity...bad language. (Side note, noone should use the word "cuss", that's just gross as it brings to mind images of straw stuck between your teeth.....hillbilly motherfuckers) Anyways, I have control over this situation mostly and people wouldn't think of me as someone with a potty mouth because I'm very appropriate with my inappropriateness. I'm very adept at hiding the ugly parts of me. 


I attribute some of my bursts of obscenity to the fire side of my personality....because part of me contains Aries tendencies.....being prone to sudden illuminating flashes of insight and bursts of enthusiasm. Like fire itself, we can flare up when inspired, with some passion....Okay, also, I attribute some of this inappropriateness to my Canadian heritage.....those hoser motherfuckers swear all the time...in their regular conversation. They may comment on someone's news like this:


"Fuck, eh?"


My go-to  favorite swearing rant ...when I'm pissed off ....or hurt myself....(Isn't it true that nothing provokes such rage and the need to use profanity as stubbing your toe?) ....IS:    jesus motherfucking cocksucking christ. So, I guess another part of my truth is that I'm going straight to hell.


I sometimes amuse myself by sending Facebook messages to my cohort Gypsy, with all the worst swear words I can think of and make sure I have the sweetest most innocent profile picture of myself, which comes across in the message. I love seeing my dichotomous personality....sweet and evil, on full display. 


When I was a teenager, a boyfriend told me that a truckdriver mouth is not classy or attractive. For many years, I think that stuck with me....and then I grew into myself.....and now I simply say, "fuck him!"


There's a group on Facebook that I joined called Classy Ladies Who Say Fuck A Lot. It's true. You can be sweet and classy and also real and harsh.  Friends and lovers, the truth isn't always pretty...and it isn't always someone else's version of "classy".


The truth just FUCKING is. 

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