Examples of why I have lost faith in the human race and seriously question the mentality of people...
Or in other words, ridiculous comments, pic comments, and inbox messages I have received... (and my thoughts to some of them) i think the asshole one takes the cake
May 05, 2012, 04:08pm [ Private ] "damn! >.< can i lick you all over please? <3 :P rawwwr " (... um, what?)
Mar 17, 2012, 09:05am [ Private ] "I would kneel before this goddess and, with my own accord: willingly to allow this goddess to bend me to her will." (so if i asked you to kill a million children, and turn it into a stew and dip your dick in the scolding hot meal until there was no longer sick on it, would you?)
Feb 05, 2012, 09:52am [ Private ] "LKASJDFSKLAJDFLASKJFLASJKF" (lol, justin, hunny, use your fucking words like a big boy)
Nov 29, 2011, 09:43am [ Private ] "fuck, would gladly tie u up hun" (sigh...)
Oct 19, 2011, 11:07pm [ Private ] "Wow, can i please bow down to you drool" ...
Sep 02, 2011, 12:52am "Ouch! Just looking at that bra made my eyes water!" (are you saying it smells like onions?)
Aug 31, 2011, 01:41am [ Private ] "kinky, submissive?"
Aug 30, 2011, 07:56pm "I love Mythbusters." (wait... what?)
Aug 30, 2011, 08:09am "Idk maybe construction work is a bad idea while naked.... "
Aug 28, 2011, 09:34pm "ahhh please dont murder me lol" (im questioning how you assume i'm a murderer from a photo?)
Apr 24, 2012, 05:50pm [Replied] "ah Im watching the big bang theory and your pics :P I really like em" (...i dont even want to know dude...)
Apr 16, 2012, 07:15am "You are beautifull and amazing! If I were there would u let me French kiss your asshole x" (so that means i don't have to wipe and you'll lick up all the shit like a wet wipe?)
Apr 12, 2012, 09:15am "Hi there. I dont suppose you care to indulge me in some casual banter? Ignoring the fact that I'm a complete stranger who may or may not have pant's on.."
Feb 12, 2012, 09:01pm "Hey there.. I was wondering if I could be your slave. If you will accept me I promise to do anything you ask of me, online & offline. Please? I will dedicate myself to you 100%!" (with all these slaves i might need considering buying a field... sorry thats racist)
Jan 09, 2012, 11:59am [Replied] "hi im brendon i might not be your type but i was wondering if you would like to try a long distance online relationship i know your not looking for this but i thought i would ask any way i hope you have a great day till next time" (oh god i remember this guy! haha i was such a fucking bitch! i'd do it all over again hahahaha)
Nov 21, 2011, 04:10pm "Random question time: would u rather be an evil princess who has slaves and tortures and what would my job be? .....or....... or an 100ft tall giant and what would u do to the tiny ppl like me?" (turn you into stew...)
I can feel it kicking in again. This whole “lost” feeling, and the thought of failure.
It’s something I’ve grown to know quite well within the last year or two, but is often forgotten or not paid any attention to, yet for some strange reason I feel as if it is begging to be noticed and try as I may to forget its existence, I can’t turn away.
I often find myself in thought of, “what the fuck is the meaning of my existence? Why haven’t I emerged into the world like everyone around me? Why have I failed? Why is the only thing to look forward in the future school and or work and nothing else? The media has only fed us the thought of you live, you work, you die, end of story. Is there something I’m missing?” it plagues me often, and with each time it pops into my brain the questions become over flowing and their intensity grows. I’m not suicidal, I don’t believe in killing yourself because you have problems, I think that’s just being a pussy and not owning up to your shit. But I do feel as if I’m not where I should be. In the last six months I feel I have not accomplished anything, except for a hair color change and a new tattoo. My bank account in running dry, the government is (what a fucking shocker here) fucking me up the ass so hard I’m bleeding out my eyeballs from its penetration, I have forgotten, or have been forgotten by those who engulfed my past yet I feel no care towards it, and my heart grows faint with the sickness of home (not home with family, but where I call my home). I miss things, yet find no motivation to spark them back to life.
I sense the lingering feeling that something is wrong, very wrong. Not towards myself, but someone close to me, who though, I have no idea. The feeling is there one day, then fades for but a moment, but when it returns its stronger than previously. I do not want to see the result of it, but I know it will be here soon. I don’t know why I bother to rant of a piece of electronic paper, maybe in hopes of it healing this ridiculousness, maybe in hopes it will help me stop thinking, or maybe just maybe. Sometimes I wish I could have taken the other path when it presented itself to me, but who’s to say the outcome would have changed?
I suppose I’ll just have to keep telling myself, “it always gets worse before it gets better”
