Windswept Life

Am I a cloud in the Sky?
Blown by the wind.
Up so high...
Maybe it's why I like the rain so much.
It brings me back down to earth.

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I fucking hate my life right now. Everything's so hectic, everybody acts like jackasses. People don't have time to care about what they want themselves, only about what they want other people to do. It's so fucked up, since when they care too much about other people, the get all stressed out and think that their lives are so hard. What the fucking hell? Some people should just care more for their own lives than to fuck arund other people's lives.

Do I care too much about what other people are doing with their lives right now? No. My parents on the other hand, should just mind themselves. I mean, the past two days were MY living hell, not theirs. Why can't they just leave it at that? I don't give a fuck about your glaring. I don't give a fuck about tradition. I don't even give a fuck about what you do with your lives. I care about my life right now, and just how much it's making me nauseous. Why is that? It's because you're making me like that. It makes no sense to anyone, probably, but it makes sense to me. Oh well. Bottom line, you make my life miserable. I'm already fucking messed up normally. I don't need any of this right now. Just leave it out.

Then there's the fact that there's just some plain annoying people on this world. I'm not god or anything, it's not liek I can change anything about the world. But hey, if I had the choice, i would rid the world of all racist, sexist, chauvinist, closed-minded, fucking asshole, loudmouthed bitches who just pollute the airwaves with every word they spit out of their mouths. Why can't they learn to JUST. SHUT. UP? So fucking annoying...

I generally think that people who can manipulate other people's emotions and thoughts are awesome in the fact that they do what they do. The fact that people would use their own flesh and blood to do it though, make me sick. Those bitches should stick their heads in the bathtub and drown themselves. I'll add peroxide in the water, just to see you suffer. I mean, if you're going to use somebody to influence another person, at least let them KNOW that's what you're doing? You spoil and use. So that your very own child is the brattiest, most impolite piece of trash walking in the world, and you use your child to gain favor from other people. What the fuck is that huh? It makes me sick. Children are our future. They're so happy. If anything, they should be the heroes of today. Innocent, carefree, and absolutely oblivious. They're so optimistic that they can only see the good side to things. They should be brought up with character, spoiling them just makes their moral backbones soft. It's sickening. And to raise such a child so that they just manipulate without realizing it is just sick and wrong. I wish all these users would die. Die and rot in whatever hell you believe in, because I don't believe in one.

So I've used bad words in this little rant. So I'm a born cynic. So I'm sarcastic. So I don't like the world. So I don't care what you think about me. So I think I'm a born hypocrite. Fuck all this shit, I'm too winded up to care right now. I certainly don't need anyone to give me any glares right now, one because i wouldn't care, and two, if you did, I would kick your ass. i'm not in the mood for all this shit right now, I jsut want to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow. I don't need people to bitch to me about what I should or should not be able to do. I don't need people to flaunt their own user selves and to show off all the pawns at their desposal right now. Hell, I'll kick some ass and kill some bitches right now, I'm unstable enough. Sometimes I think to myself what would happen if I suddenly grew a conscience. I'm sure it would be frightening. I also wonder sometimes what would life be like if I wasn't bipolar. Well, It's a good question, anyone care to tell me?

GonE.


  And the wind brought Clive @ 6:52 PM

Sunday, August 28, 2005  
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