The nightmares and panic attacks are back.
How can you expect people to have open minds and to change their ways when you won’t?
God damn I’m a shitty fucking person. Can I get that heart attack o stroke or something now? Something that’ll stop the breathing.
I’m feeling really bad tonight. Like, people are really getting to me. Everyone is so judgmental and hypocritical and fuck no I’m doing the same thing. Regardless. Today, a girl gave a speech about how bullying was horrifyingly wrong, how it affected her and her family personally, and yet makes a facebook post making fun of someone’s name who was, admittedly, a bit of a bigot....
Literally, 99% of problems associated with racism, sexism, etc. can be attributed to monkeysphere problems. Race, gender, age being what is made fun of isn’t worse, it’s just as bad if they targeted sometihng else. Instead of shoving things in people’s faces to make them uncomfortable, how about you teach them to not be fucking assholes?
What the fuck am I doing?
May 6th Y’all. Seis de Mayo. The day I exited a psych ward after 10 days of being locked up, left with naught but a bottle of pills. and some bitchin socks. But I miss the food, man. And the comfort. And the relaxedness. Oh well. 2 year anna, mofucka.
This is my time of the year. Fuck me.
Tonight was a night that I feel like I’m going to look back and say, That’s where it all started. Idk, man. Time to rethink I suppose?
Slipknots like puppet strings. you missed my throat, though.
“You’re not dead yet. You’re still breathing.” “Not for long. I can feel my lungs rotting. Lung rot, you know. It’s a thing.” “Your lungs are fine.” “Maybe I’ll have a heart attack. A seizure, a stroke. People get those. They just drop dead.” “Why do you care so much?” “I guess I’m just hoping....
Maybe, instead of trying to make everything PC, maybe, we should teach people to not be offended and to like, maybe consider and debate criticism? Like, I doubt you can stop people from being “mean” idk
Well, at least you found a way to feel superior, and that’s what’s important. Good luck at the top.
I wish death upon myself.
I need to get out more, yeah? Yeah.
If you’re the kind of girl who still uses the “It’s complicated” status on facebook after you’ve been out of high school for at least a year, you are not the kind of person who should be dating.
I watched the 5 year engagement finally. Now I want to cry. Uggghhhhh I am such a faggot I ca’t watch these movies fuck me why do I do this I’m gonna be so depressed now fuck
If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to pick ‘em.
Ugh. You’re like that guy who signs up for a women’s studies class and at the beginning of class, loudly state that you want to hear “herstory”. You only have these opinions because you think it’ll get you laid. And it doesn’t seem sincere since you had the complete opposite opinions a year ago. So in the end, you just seem slimy, disingenuous, and just...
We’re a people who instead of creating out own stories, revel in music and movies and books and stories of the past, and criticize those that keep moving forward. Culture is meant to change. The 60’s, 70’s, the 80’s, the 90’s are all done. Let’s do new stuff, yeah? It’s 2013, for fucks sake. Drinking tea doesn’t make you more cultured. Loving...
When I’m miserable, I want to be happy. When I’m happy, I want to be miserable. When I’m lonely, I want someone. When I want someone, I want to be alone. The grass is always greener on the other side. Maybe I have too much tint in my lenses. Love is a bitch, even when it’s the farthest thing from being a bitch. Fuck my life, not my dick ugh. You’d be...
For that last post, also tack on religious beliefs, political views, and social views. Those are all external when you should be talking about like, yourself. And all this only applies when you’re your supposed to be talking about yourself, like an “about me” or personal summary.
It bothers me when someone is trying to describe themselves and they just self identify with like, drugs, or tattoos, or video games, or music, or whatever. Idk I mean, it’s good that you have something like that, I guess, but like, is that all you think you are? Like, it’s like we caricaturize ourselves, hell, I did it but, but like, idk it seems wrong. You should be more than the...
Bioshock Infinite, you are….wow. Fucking mind crippled. I can’t get it and I love my confusion. How to tell a fucking story.
If all you do is follow, then what are you going to do when you’re all alone?
Sometimes people are just so wrong, that it’s better to just leave them alone, because otherwise you get a circlejerk going, and just, fuck that shit, for real.
We are what we desire.
Isn’t it kind of funny that we, as people, hate being labeled, stereotyped, blah blah blah, erery1 iz unike, and yet everyone presents themselves by one trait, like music taste or books or drug use or girl sexin’ or gay/lesbian or liberal or catholic or atheist and so on and so forth.
So, I was peer pressured into going to a strip club. I no do strip club good. I felt nothing at all. Ended up watching boxing for the whole time. Every time a stripper rubbed her tits on me, I told them I was gay. So they’d leave me alone. What is wrong with me?
It’s funny because everything, almost everything, I used to bitch about the most, most of it doesn’t matter anymore. I can now say I’m content. I’ll still bitch about things, obvi. But not about important stuff I guess? I no longer NEED someone. And it’s gonna be a very exceptional someone for me to want someone.
I think we want someone who hates us as much as we hate ourselves, because, if there’s one thing people like better than being happy, or content, it’s being right.
And me week begins. A week in which I do what I want when I want, and only for me. Fuck yeah selfishness.
I miss Chica. Fuck.
Hi, I can’t stop living in the past, so I’m going to bitch, whine, and complain aobut how much evveerryyythhiinnnggg sucks nowadays, how everything older is clearly better, and generally I’m going to spew so much nostalgia that y’all could drown in it. I’m such a 90’s kid teehehehehehe.
I can’t read fucking tags anymore. Fucking. Balls.
You know you’re fucked when you’re googling the symbolic meaning of pink cow heads.
What’s great about this country is that America started the tradition where the richest consumers buy essentially the same things as the poorest. You can be watching TV and see Coca-Cola, and you can know that the President drinks Coke, Liz Taylor drinks Coke, and just think, you can drink Coke too. A Coke is a Coke and no amount of money can get you a better Coke than the one the bum on the...
Went driving for the first time is almost three years. Went around a parking lot. Hit a curb. Would not recommend..
Quirkiness is not a trait to strive for.
“My Psychology Professor:People who are not depressed see the world the way they want to see it. People who are depressed see the world the way it actually is.” This fucking bullshit keeps popping up on my dashboard. Let me tell yeah something, bub. People who are depressed the world exactly how they want to see it. I understand, depression is an illness, so on so forth, but being...
It’s good to see you go
Just wrote a whole paper on flowers, or more specifically, the secret language of flowers, because really, there’s a gay kid in my class, and I need to prove that I’m the gayest kid there. I am alpha as fuck.
I literally cannot overstate how much I hate elitism. Fuck elitists, fuck you.
Seriously, intelligence is good and all, but it is by no means my favourite trait in anyone. Fuck intelligence. Modesty, compassion, and kindness are the top three. All the worst fucking people ever are/were smart, intelligent. And they were assholes. 90% of smart people are people I never want to fucking associate with. I hate smart people. I love nice people. And if you’re...
Literally, using the word “literally” in a hyperbolic fashion, is a definition of “Literally”. It’s proper grammar, cunt. So just remember, next time someone tries to correct you using literally, you can literally curb stomp their fucking face.
Besides, I have books, so really, who wins?
I am now completely fine with the idea of being alone forever. It’s not that I hate relationships, or that I’m bitter, or anything. I’m just now okay with being alone now.
Season 2 Episode 9 aired on my birthday I am soo flattered
First episode of this show to make me cry: Season 2 Episode 5
I’ve been sick for like, 6 days now. I’ve now watchd 8 hours of new girl today. I am Nick Miller.