Rant

[nachtragend.livejournal.com]

So I'm hot, right? FUCK OFF.
So I'm intelligent right? " "
So I'm funny right? " "
So I'm a cool chicky right? " "



I'm sick of this shit. All the praise clashing with the few judgement calls (regarding my sanity and whatnot) I am sane...I'm MY fucking version of sane and personally it looks a hell of a lot more satisfying then many other peoples definitions of it.

I might have my issues, but the people that matter and are real accept them...because they know full well that I will be the first to jump in there and attempt to help them in dealing with theirs.

So Monday I may love the world and Tuesday I may want to put my fucking face through a mirror, but y'know what? I will not feel seperated by it. I'm a member of humanity (regardless of how many times I'd prefer to deny it) and what may bombard my mind (how unstable it may feel) is human.

Sure I have my addictions and afflictions and those days where life would just seem so much better if it ended quickly, but hey, living miserable/hurt/joyous/angry...it's all living.

You're damn right I didn't ask to be here, but with that in mind would anyone? There are so many miserable people out there. All I know is there are people far more miserable than I and I will not pretend they don't exist or that I am worse off. So in that, with what I have to work with...why the hell not attempt to strive for happiness? It could be a figment, damn right...but I'm willing to test the Fates and see exactly what they will let me push them to. Even Death itself. There's been many times I could have been taken...maybe I'm just entertaining to them, regardless I just feel that I should fight until I fall. I am that up against mankind, I can be that facing life.

This is all I wanted to say.

Dammit

[majinjanemba.livejournal.com]

( R.I.P Hunter S. Thompson (Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas) )

Hello...

[eurythmicqueen.livejournal.com]

Hello all...I'm new to this community...

Just wondering...I'm sure some of you do, but do any of you get so angry that you can barely control yourself but also stay very calm and collected at the same time? Like when someone glares at me, or calls me a nasty name, in my mind I'm lunging at them with both hands and tearing chunks from their face with my teeth. I get so angry I want to do evil things to them. But then I just keep it calm and tell them to 'Fuck off' etc. I've never had a proper fight as such, but I do wonder how I'd react and what I'd do if someone provoked me that much....

I have visions in my head of what I would do if I were attacked or mugged etc. In my head I'm super woman, but I'm sure if it were to happen in reality it'd be a different story...

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[celegeth.livejournal.com]

Hey--I have been floating around alot on the computer--trying to vent. Trying to cope. Trying to feel ok. Somedays it is better than the last. But everyday is a struggle. Trying to not let myself lose it. Being in college with the parties and the drugs and the devices doesn't help either. the temptation is always there. trying to be stronger for myself than tear myself apart.
I'm not good on introduction. Not sure what you want to know. but if you do want to know anything. just ask.

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[blind-insanity.livejournal.com]

I posted this to my journal...but this seems like a good place for it as well...

As a nocturnal organism, I get to see the odd and amusing things that my diurnal freinds and family do while they sleep. You wouldn't believe some of the odd things that come out of thier mouths! Or would you?

My freind Rayne, in utter hyseterics, crying (sleepwalking): "We need to get the blue thing out of the freezer! I have no more shampoo!"

Me, to my father, who had fallen asleep uring a movie we were watching: "Da, you can go to bed, I'm fine."
My Da's response: "no, I'm awake...I'm just sleepin."

My mother, when I said I was going out at about 11:00 one night: Who are you? Where are you? Where am I? WHose house are we in? Why are you here?

My father, out of nowhere: Sometimes harmless things that sniff about can turn into real problems.
Me: Da, what are you talking about?
Him, still asleep: It's true.

My freind Shayna, crashed out at the bottom of the bed: "We need to scoop the cookie."
Me: What, Naynay?
Shay: "just put your feet on the smiley face...put you...wait...JUST PUT YOUR FEET ON THE DAMN PILLOW!"

My freind Danny: "mmmphsphmph...nrrrrrrrrrmmm...corn chips...thrnnn...DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
Me: No, Danny, I don't...I'm sorry.
Danny: "Damn you"

there's so much more...but I'll save it for another time. fun stuff!

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