Well, let's start off with some positive bits. I am seriously considering getting a Twitter account since Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, Brandi Cyrus and Hayley Williams are all on it, so I could possibly pursue my dreams through that.
Now for the crappy stuff. Every time the Mariners lose a game, I get paranoid. Did I do something wrong? Should I have done something different? I worry about how everyone thinks of the team, I love them, win or lose. It feels like we're condemned to loserdom.
Then is the worst thing ever of all time. Sometimes, for me, life gets tough, so I go on the internet and read stories. Sometimes, they're good, sometimes, they wreak havoc on me. One that did so is a sadistic tale where a half-demonic goth decides to use voodoo dolls to torment three cheerleaders who made fun of her, making one lose her breasts, grow excessive body hair, an Adam's Apple and a male's privates out of her own female privates. This not only sickens me, it scares me for some reason. My anxiety keeps the horrid details within my mind, saying that they deserved it and that there's nothing I could do for someone who doesn't even exist. I do not think this person deserved this punishment and I think all people in physical pain should seek God, He will help. Straight people, Gay People, hermaphroditic people, all should seek the Lord, as He loves them. I just wish I could say that, but the horrible details of this sadistic punishment continue to be looped in my mind. Sorry if this disturbs you guys, but I want some freedom from this nightmare, and blogging came to mind, let it out.
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