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OHMYGOSH, I'm falling...

Love is one of the most complicated things that I have ever witnessed and felt. It mixes you up and then leaves you to sort the fucked up puzzle you're left with on your own. There is not really an escape to love. obviously, as I said before, there is no way to change love. But, in the big picture, we never really get up. Sure, we live on, we forget. But we are always in pain. Always knowing that the next step we take, love could find us and break our hearts in just one stroke. That's one of the troubles with love, or one of my troubles at least. You always fall in love, but there is no guarantee that you won't get your heartbroken and/or humiliated, and that is why I'm so hesitant, or why I am so... block-headed. Love seems like it's only a mere distraction to some of the important things in life. I don't really feel like explaining that, but if it makes sense to you, then good. If it doesn't then just read on. And so.. anyway, I find love to be more troublesome than helpful. Here, let me give you a cool little description of love and life that I just thought of. (Should I do it in a new paragraph??...; Nah!) Okay, now. This is how people unconsciously think and describe life and love. Actually, the way they describe love, the way I also describe love, makes it seem as if your whole life you are walking down a road with your eyes closed, and that when you fall in love, you FALL... In love... Like, that road you were walking down; that's gone. It seems like people think that there is a cliff and that when you fall in love you walk off that cliff without noticing it. Now, I think that you are falling your whole life, trying to find something to catch onto, trying to grab a hand to hold, and that love is the point where you hit the ground at full speed. It seems more like an eye opener, don't you think. Hitting the ground or falling? Which is more of an eye opener. Okay, so I admit that they are both a sort of "Eye-closer," hence the reason why people jump off cliffs and buildings to commit suicide. They kinda close your eyes. But, what I mean as in "Eye-opener," is that which would you react with a more extravagant exclamation. Hitting the ground, am I correct. Well, that's how I see it. These are the exclamations I would use in these situations. Hitting the ground: "Oh SHIT! I'm about to hit the fucking ground. Great! There goes my life." Falling: "Oh my god, I just fell off a damn cliff and OHMYGOD look at the fall. I hope there's a strong tree branch... (and then a few more ohmygods and so on...)" You'd live longer falling than hitting the ground. Did I prove my point or are you [still] thinking, "Why the hell is he writing about this shit. Does he not have a life?" Hmm... maybe I'll talk about whether or not I have a life in another paragraph. One below this would work perfectly.


Same-Sex Marriages

Okay, the fucking government has just GOT to get over it. They are fucking screwing up peoples lives and they've got to learn how to follow their own rules and their own advice. Well, I figured out that their are many restrictions to freedom. I don't know how that makes sense, but it does and we do. I mean, it's really stupid. I am thinking of, when I am 18, creating a lawsuit against the government concerning same-sex marriages. These people who are against it need to

GET A FUCKING LIFE

I mean, SERIOUSLY, who has time to petition against things that don't affect their lives if they don't stare at it directly in the eye. These people are the kind of people who go to the beach, look at the sun, become blind, and then sue the beach owner for cornea/retina damages due to THEIR OWN STUPIDITY. This topic really angers me because if gays were against straight marriages, what would happen. NOTHING! Why? Because like I said in the paragraph above, everyone is allowed to have their own opinion. Sadly, the government has their own opinion also. And it is against same-sex marriages. It is also against drugs but you should arrest people who PUT OTHER LIVES AT RISK rather than people who are controlled when they take the drugs. Now, why do I want to create a lawsuit. Well, mostly because the government shouldn't even be thinking about banning same-sex marriages, but allowing it everywhere because why would we be free if we are restricted. The goverment has no right to even HEAR. The people have a right to petition, but the government has no right at all to make it so that people are unhappy. It will cause civil war. And, civil war is not always a good thing.
Basically, all-in-all, the government should be worry about what is happening in the middle east rather than what is happening with americans' love lives. I mean, seriously, I'm sure that George Bush's opinion would be much different if he were gay. Not that we'd like him anyway.



From Fucked Up to Funny

As i read this website over, making corrections and continuously adding section after section of long and boring paragraphs, i realize that i am one depressed and fucked up kid. What i want is to be happy, be funny, cute. I don't want to be this depressed kid that everyone has to take that deep breath before talking to me. After thinking that, i wonder just what is holding me back..............
NOTHING!!!!!
Soooooo.................. Yea. I wish i could be funny... how do you be "funny"? Well, i could give you another definition, but instinct says that you would end up skipping this paragraph... like all the others. Well... what do you do on a webpage. Does writing everything backwards make everything much funnier. Umm... from the looks of it, you're hurting your neck trying to read this (trams er'uoy fi rorrim a gnisu ro) (ha, ha, did i mention that you can't read this text by looking in a mirror. The words are still backwards! Ha, Ha!... no, not funny...) more than you're LaUgHiNg.
ok, well, i am laughing just thinking about it. Well, what else can i do. Should i MaKe It So EvErY oThEr LeTtEr Is ThE oPpOsItE oF tHe OnE bEfOrE iT... Nah... cause that will just annoy the hell out of you... hmmm... forgive me if i am not that good at being funny...

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Don't you usually take the pit outta the fruit before you eat it whole???
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I found out where all our fucking money is going to...

This world is just a pit of lonliness. That love that you hate to not have, yet when you have it you're speechless and you don't know what to do with it. I guess that's how I feel too. I have that feeling that no one will ever want me, nor need me. The only thing I have is a couple of friends to get me through, this pen, paper, my laptop, and the internet to converse with people whose faces I can't see. I find it much easier to talk with people who I can't see, rapist or no rapist, I just like talking. I love people so much that I have that passionate hatred of them deep inside of me. That knowledege that says I cannot survive without people, but that urge to just end it all and leave them because though I cannot survive without them, I'm sure that they could find a way to survive without me; after all, I'm just one person. A person who they say has a voice, but has no microphone to talk into and the crowd is rowdy. I might as well not talk at all. I think a crowd of deaf people (please take no offense) who read lips would listen better then everyone else. I would rather talk to them than to talk to these people. Why should I talk to some people who couldn't give a shit rather then people who might actually have some opinion. That's what I hate about a few things. I hate psychiatrists because they are paid to be concerned. The concern they show is not genuine, but it's a fraud. It's just them saying, "Okay shitface, lets find some problems so I can rob you of your hard earned money while I just sit here and ask you NOW HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT" Now, if I fucking wanted to know how I felt about something, I would fucking go up to a mirror and fucking ASK MYSELF! I would NEVER want to pay fucking, $200 for some dude who doesn't give a shit about my life, and then have the audacity to ask me a question like that. I don't fucking care how I feel about it, I care more about other people than myself. And I wouldn't want to get paid to be concerned, I'd rather do it for free. There are so many screwed up people who can't afford therapy or surgery or psychiatrical help that there could be so many lives saved that we just waste time and money soaked in problems that are nothing in comparison to the problems that these other moniless people have. Money is stupid anyway.

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