Truly Saddened

I am truly saddened, folks. Really, I am. The country, as a whole, decided to elect a man who is sexist, bigoted, misogynist, racist, and a whole slew of things I’m forgetting. As a woman, I am appalled at how many other women voted for him. After all the things he has said on tape about women, I am surprised and just.. appalled that these women could even think to vote for such a horrible individual. I understand not wanting to vote for Hillary, I understand. I didn’t want her as my president either. But, you had a 3rd choice. There was always a third choice. And yet, you women decided to throw away your morals and your dignity for a horrid monster of a human being. I am truly ashamed to be a woman. I am ashamed for the women who voted for him.

 

I am not a radical feminist, however, part of me is a simple feminist who was taken aback at his comments. To be able to do whatever he pleased, just because he could get away with it. How do you women justify that when you went to vote? How do you sleep at night?

 

I’m just disgusted at the human race right now.

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Open Letter

Dear Erik,

I’m not sure if you read my blog, I hope you do though. I’ve known you since April 2010 when I met you on your home server. Originally and throughout the time I’ve known you, my gut instinct was not to trust you. There was something off-putting about you. In the end, I was right.

You see, I have been there for you since I’ve known you. I have tried my best to put a smile on your face whenever you cried, whenever you felt worthless, or whenever you felt like a complete bum. You and I have had our disagreements and worked them out, because I thought you were an adult. The final straw was last Thursday.

What I wanted from you was a shoulder to cry on. I just wanted to hear your voice. Instead, you told me that I made you feel worthless because I wanted you to talk more often. Instead of being a shoulder to cry on, you added even more stress and made me feel even worse than I did that day. I felt like you completely didn’t care about me or didn’t care about helping me feel better.

I have never asked anything of you, except for a shoulder to cry on. I never asked you to change yourself for me. Through the time I’ve known you, you have asked me several times to change my personality to suit you. If you truly did “love” and “care” for me, you would have never asked me to change. Instead, you would have accepted me for who I am. You are a selfish person, Erik.

In that mind of yours, this is all my fault for making you miserable and unhappy. But, this isn’t the case. You are a petty and selfish child, pointing fingers at everyone else but yourself. For once in your life, please do yourself a favor and look deep inside yourself. Examine why I stopped talking to you.

Today is the day I stop letting you make me cry. Stop letting you make me feel like garbage. And stop believing that it was my fault for ending things. You will not be making me feel horrible any longer. Don’t bother leaving messages through e-mail or text messages. I’m done with you and wiping my hands clean of you.

Those Septa Assholes

Those filthy fucks over at Septa went on strike today. (Source: http://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local-beat/SEPTA-on-Strike-Tuesday-68836872.html). It’s not enough that they make $24.24 an hour, is it? There are people who are making minimum wage and can barely pay their health insurance (and busting their asses to get a pay check), but these fat fucks want a bigger pay check. For what? Just to sit on their asses all day, driving a bus. Oh wow, it’s so fucking hard driving a bus with power steering. I truly hope they hire scabs to replace those who went on strike. They screwed the entire city by doing this. Tons of people who solely rely on Septa can now sit at home, not working or going to school.

A big fuck you to those lazy fucks.

T-Mobile Stupidity

Who are they hiring for these call centers? I’m on the phone now with a representative and I had to explain my situation 5 different times in order for the stupid cunt to even understand me.

See, the problem is.. I can’t use Twitter on my cell phone. I’ve always had a problem sending SMS text messages to Twitter through T-Mobile. It always said ‘Access Denied’. It’s happened with 2 cell phones already. So, I call them and ask them why the messages were denied.

Their solution? “We have no idea what you’re talking about because we’re complete imbeciles, so you’re gonna have to contact Twitter yourself. Good luck.” Fucking douche bag service, I tells ya. Utter morons.

Gobble Wobble Said the Jive Turkey

Somehow, my father has it in his stupid head that I only hate my “brother” because he yelled at me when I was a kid. Not even remotely freaking close. Here’s a list of reasons why I hate my “brother”:

  • Asshole behavior
  • Superior mentality (thinking that he’s better than me, when in reality he’s not better than the corn in my shit)
  • Treated me like total dog shit when growing up (blamed everything on me, even if I didn’t do it; convinced my parents that I should be punished for things I’ve done when in fact my parents wouldn’t have cared in the first place; yelled at me/slapped me; etc. etc.)

I could go on, but you get my point. My friend Anthony said that I should do the “Christian” thing and forgive him. Yeah. Okay Mister. If someone has treated you like dog shit your whole life and you personally want to forgive them, that’s on you. There’s absolutely no reason why the parasite should receive my forgiveness. Not even if he begged for it and apologized.

It’s too late for apologies. Way too late.

On a side note, there’s only two things I’m thankful for this year.

My brother’s stock value plunging and Blake.

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Ooh, I am soooooo scared! My video’s on MySpace, don’t you think that people already tried to report them? They’ve been viewed thousands of times. Why do people even waste their time making this whole elaborate message? Are they trying to scare me? *shrug* What a loser. And if my account were deleted, I wouldn’t give a flying fuck anyways. Let them delete it.