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stupid humans.
Jun. 15th, 2008 | 09:14 pm
mood: 
cranky
i don't think my body or its functions are anything to be ashamed of. i will talk about my vagina in a perfectly normal tone of voice in public places, i will scratch my ass if it itches, i will adjust my boobs if they are uncomfortable. i don't know what the big deal is about not wearing a bra under a tshirt. what, people will see my nipples? oh good fucking god, i'll never live that down. no one is allowed to know that underneath my shirt i have nipples, of all unholy things.
i see no need to duck around the topic of menstruation, it's normal and it's something to be proud of. there's nothing to hide. i am a woman. i have the blood of unborn children dripping steadily out of my uterus and i'm not fucking ashamed to say so.
...honestly, listening to me rant the world probably thinks i'm so fucking vengeful on society that i'm going to snap and kill everyone momentarily.
such is not the case. i'm actually perfectly alright i think... i hope.
no. working on it.
but i'm not violent.
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something something something.
Jun. 15th, 2008 | 12:00 am
mood: pissed off
bwaaaaaargh.
i want this summer to be something actually special. something different. when this crap all changes.
i'm so fucking done with last year. 2007-june 13th 2008 can kiss my fat arse and fall off the universe. there goes one year i really don't care if i never remember but i know i will.
stupid life.
putrid evrything.
i just want this to change. i don't want it all to stay the same, i want to break the cycle.
i feel like i'm stuck in a hamster wheel of misery and suffering that broke off of its stationary stand and started rolling all over the place and ran over everyone i was close to, so now they're all pissed at me and it's all my fault cos i'm the one running in the hamster wheel but i can't stop, i'm stuck running... and they keep getting pissier and pissier and i get sorrier and sorrier but nothing significant ever changes.
it's fucking ridiculous is what it is.
.....i HATE chick flicks.
almost as much as i hate being grounded.
and certainly less than i hate my mother.
but i hate being grounded more than i hate my mother.
i hate chick flicks less than both of those.
but i still hate them all.
a very good bit.
i want this summer to be something actually special. something different. when this crap all changes.
i'm so fucking done with last year. 2007-june 13th 2008 can kiss my fat arse and fall off the universe. there goes one year i really don't care if i never remember but i know i will.
stupid life.
putrid evrything.
i just want this to change. i don't want it all to stay the same, i want to break the cycle.
i feel like i'm stuck in a hamster wheel of misery and suffering that broke off of its stationary stand and started rolling all over the place and ran over everyone i was close to, so now they're all pissed at me and it's all my fault cos i'm the one running in the hamster wheel but i can't stop, i'm stuck running... and they keep getting pissier and pissier and i get sorrier and sorrier but nothing significant ever changes.
it's fucking ridiculous is what it is.
.....i HATE chick flicks.
almost as much as i hate being grounded.
and certainly less than i hate my mother.
but i hate being grounded more than i hate my mother.
i hate chick flicks less than both of those.
but i still hate them all.
a very good bit.