January 2009
15 posts
Views on religion.
Note: Please do not be offended by my views. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion.
I do not support religion. In fact, I absolutely despise the idea of religion.
Those that are obsessed with their religion (usually Catholics) kill other people in the name of their “God” for not following their religion. Why the hell would they see it fit to kill other people when their...
Woo!
I got mah hair cut yesterday.
So now it looks a lot curlier and whatnot.
Woo!
BECAUSE YELLING AT ME MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER.
Father, fuck off.
Sometimes you need to view things from both angles, not just one.
Is it really my fault that my brother was throwing a hissy?
Is it really my fault that I got annoyed?
Is he really that more important than me?
Was it worth it to scream at me?
I mean, he wouldn’t fucking move back a couple inches, so I yelled. Yes, I yelled at him, after asking him to move nicely far...
God damn.
I’m sorry that I’m hurt.
I’m sorry that your oh-so-perfect-daughter hit me and hurt me, then lies about it.
I’m sorry that I’m sore.
I’m sorry that I just want to be inside because I can’t fucking bend over.
I’m sorry that I told you I’m hurt.
I’m sorry that I stayed outside with you longer than I should have, even though it hurt my...
Fail.
I can’t draw… like… I can’t think of anything, and when I’m given an idea I just fail.
And my hands hurt from attempting to draw too much.
I don’t feel motivated to draw either. It’s like… because I’m irritated and upset I can’t draw until I’ve fixed the problem. Which probably won’t happen.
Now I’ve gotta go…...
Oh!
Those of you on dA who comment on my something of mine (sukaiburu-chan.deviantart.com is my page) and I don’t respond, not once, it’s because you’ve made it so I can’t figure out anything to say in response. You’ve stumped me.
There are some people that are really good at it too, so I can’t think of anything to respond with.
Or, if it isn’t that, then...
Ramblings.
I may end up dumping all of the sketches I made today on here. But I don’t want to have pages and pages of posts, just because I have a few sketches I want to upload.
-Continues to put off her Geometry homework-
Hopefully I’ll only be going to physical therapy for one more week.
I need a bank account. D:
I want a sub on dA. ;^;
Crap. There was something else that I wanted to...
Ahah.
Aha. Haha. Ha.
I’m tired. D:
And lonely.
aewiwejfiojKiraheisinyourhournotmineawefjeo D:
I’VE GOT NOTHING TO DOOOO. -Just got to school-
I also have nothing to really rant about. Huh. Surprising.
I want to sleep.
/passes out.
DOOD.
awoej;eofje
My stomach hurts. /curls up.
And I don’t think it’d be smart to eat something, but I have to, or it’ll get worse when I take my dose of advil.
/dies
Haha /shot
I’m at school posting this.
And sneaking on. 8DD;;; /shot
woierj
What are you all up to? (Hah, only one person knows where this actually is…;;;)
Why?
Why do I do these things to myself?
SERIOUSLY. I don’t like looking at romance pictures reading romance books, etc., yet I can’t help but love them even though they make me feel uncomfortable because of how much I like to isolate myself.
I hate it when I start to like someone, because I get anxious more often and stress myself out a lot.
I feel a pain in my heart every time I see a couple...
OTL;;
I hate emotions right now.
‘Cause I can’t understand mine.
Not like I ever can, though.
I’ve been trying to sort through everything and figure myself out for awhile now, but I don’t seem to be getting anywhere with it. Hell, I’m just making myself even more confused.
Maybe it comes with being overwhelmed? Being somewhat stressed? Just driving myself up a wall?
...
NO GUM WITH SUGAR?
AND ALL THE GUM HAS ASPARTAME IN IT? AND ASPARTAME IS A POISON?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?
OTL, you see, I’m not supposed to have sugar free gum, because there is poison in it, and it’s not something you’re going to want in your body.
BUT WHY DOES ALL GUM CONTAIN ASPARTAME?
alsdjfijawe SERIOUSLY.
I JUST WANT SOME GODDAMN GUM THAT WON’T KILL ME EVENTUALLY.
IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?...
Copy Cat
Whether or not you choose to read this doesn’t matter to me.
Okay, I’m a copy-cat. I admit to it. But not in the way that most people would think. I copy parts of other people’s personalities.
Now, you’re probably all like: WTF does she mean?
Well, I don’t actually have my own personality. I can’t have one, because of the way I was taught to act, and that it was too little too late.
I’m trying...
Aha.
I’ll be switching all of my posts over to this version of mah blog.
Kthxbai.