December 2011
126 posts
WTF?
What the hell happened to you when you were younger to fuck you up so badly?
Was it something severe like drugs, date rape, molestation, abuse, or some form of sexual assault?
Or maybe it something less severe like mommy and daddy not getting you a pony, or the right Barbie and this is the only way you know to get attention. Just by looking at your face everyone can see your scars, and...
The perception of belief over truth.
In this age of information, online interactivity, and the electronic societal collective I have decided to conduct my own experiement, and test my theories about the aspect of perceived thought over the electronic frontier.
Let’s take a girl, (any girl mind you) and I’m gonna see how many people, being the smallest group number at first. I can convince within reasonable doubt, that...
Your truth...
I don’t know excatly what happened to you, but I can theorize that is was something very bad. One only has to look at you to see that you are tortured by it. It made you feel dirty and ugly, and shattered what little confidence you had in the safety and security of someone or something. It corrupted you, and now sits as a fat chuck of your bad decision in your mind. Forever there to torture...
I can see your scars...
It is said that we adorned, decorate, color, perfume, ink, and mutilate our bodies in accordance to our needs and wishes for attention, justification, and to showcase our need to the world what our life has been like in the past, as well as the present. What we have done in this life, and what has been done to us.
Most of us like to show off and talk about our successes, as well as our scars....
Your not special, unique, or even weird.
Try to be original even if it is only once in your life. You can act the circus freak all you want, but it still doesn’t make you special, unique, or weird. It makes you seem pathetic. This selfish, deluded mindset you have is truly astounding, seeing as your parents provided (and still provide) all your necessities for living, and this is how you repay them, by sitting on your ass,...
Get off your fat ass and do something with your...
You cower in your little corner, feeling safe behind your screen, so scared to speak your mind. I wonder why that is? You are not timid or shy, so I ask why? You are not the person you appear to be, in this world, you are worst! You are nothing but a deluded shade of something else. Sitting in a palace that is not your own, throwing you little wants upon the world, playing your princess games,...
My Holiday Bitch
My central bitch around this magical time of year always changes, but it’s still the same principal. Guilt and materialism. People absolutely loss their minds and most of their common sense around now, because they can’t buy their kids that new toy, video game(s), gizmo or gadget. Or they live way to far over their means just because they can’t afford to pass up a deal or a...