{"id":419,"date":"2008-12-18T08:27:00","date_gmt":"2008-12-18T13:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=419"},"modified":"2008-12-18T08:27:00","modified_gmt":"2008-12-18T13:27:00","slug":"closed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=419","title":{"rendered":"CLOSED"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SUpWKyvvjZI\/AAAAAAAABDU\/sQml-10Gw-s\/s1600-h\/images-2.jpeg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 93px;\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SUpWKyvvjZI\/AAAAAAAABDU\/sQml-10Gw-s\/s400\/images-2.jpeg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281128256466029970\" \/><\/a><br \/>Lately I have been contemplating the fact that some people are like a store that is closed.  They are full of personality, talent and usually are the kind of people that others are drawn to.  Yet, if you analyze them for a moment (for me &#8230; it took years) you realize that there is nothing of substance that comes out.<\/p>\n<p>They are engaging and so you don&#8217;t realize that they never &#8220;give&#8221; back.  The giving I am talking about is not tangible but rather the intangible.  They never really OPEN the store and allow you to browse.  You never hear about them&#8230; the real them.  Yet they are so full of BS that you never realize that you are just window shopping&#8230;  you get to peek in, see what some of the stuff that is available&#8230;   Yet you NEVER get to really go in!<\/p>\n<p>The BS&#8230; OK I have to say it&#8230; the Bull Shitter (boys&#8230; if you are reading this YOU BETTER not say that word)!!!  I have written this because the reality of this kind of person is a huge betrayal.  I have a couple of these kind of people in my life and truthfully considered them my friend for many years.  But the reality is I share&#8230; I open myself to be &#8220;browsed&#8221;  and assume that this is a mutual thing.  Unfortunately, the reality that it isn&#8217;t, is a shock&#8230; and I feel like a fool. Actually I feel like a HUGE fool.<\/p>\n<p>It is a slow realization that comes over me.    Nothing&#8230; I have not been allowed in.  They are a smooth operator.  Now Sanj is of the belief that they don&#8217;t even know they are full of crap.  They don&#8217;t know WHO they are.  They lie to themselves.  They don&#8217;t know what is in the &#8220;store&#8221; if they were to open it.<\/p>\n<p>So here I am, a bit sad for them&#8230; but really annoyed that I fell for the BS.  I thought that we were friends.  But really, it is the &#8220;show&#8221; that the world gets.  She is kind, thoughtful to the point of annoying, yet fake.  REAL FAKE.<\/p>\n<p>I am annoyed that this kind of person gets the kudos that they do.  Isn&#8217;t she lovely?  Yum, actually she is not.<\/p>\n<p>I am angry.  Usually people don&#8217;t get under my skin.  I believe that everyone gets a chance.  Everyone has good in them.  I believe that if I am real (which is all there is in me) that you will be too.<\/p>\n<p>So the hurt I feel is mixed with rage.  I wish I could have nothing to do with this kind of person but unfortunately they are in my world&#8230; in my space.  So I feel violated when they are in my space.  <\/p>\n<p>Hum&#8230; wonder how much a disappearing act would be?  OK&#8230; just a joke&#8230; if they do sink in a hole &#8230; I am innocent!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lately I have been contemplating the fact that some people are like a store that is closed. They are full of personality, talent and usually are the kind of people that others are drawn to. 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