Everyone is so lame.

Don't you stress, myself included.

You seem so ignorant and child-like to me. You take everything for granted and don't appreciate what you have; it's sickening. It almost makes me want to die in front of your face from a fatal car accident just so you can learn the most important life lesson of all: God gives, and God takes away. I wish you could see what it's like not to be so damn fortunate.

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So I had a crappy ass Christmas but that's okay because neither the 24th nor the 25th is Jesus' birthday. And I hate how society gives you certain dates when you're forced to be happy; (i.e. Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's day. Nothing is legit except New Year's.) my family was at complete serenity last week and it was no damn holiday. And you know what? I have such damn motherfucking depth to me that it's so fucking hard not to express some of it. I hide it ALL THE TIME, with few exceptions, and it just feels like I've hid and tamed this anger so long that it's going to explode. Sorry if it happends in front of you. I let a sneak preview of my anger slip out at a water polo game and I can't get my teammate's facial expressions of complete fright, intimidation and guilt out of my head.

I think I've finally been hit by God's calling hard enough for me to feel it. I feel it; the pre-soul cleansing feeling of filth, shame, guilt and complete self disappointment. I just can't wait for the post-cleansing urge to get closer to God. I really can't.

The sound of my dog drinking water makes me die of thirst. Like, foreals, I feel like drinking a whole gallon. And my arms are so scratched up and scabbed from my dog's attacks :( I DON'T CUT MYSELF PEOPLE, I AM A VICTIM OF A VERY PLAYFUL PUPPY!

And I don't hate you, my anger makes me hate you. But you really can't blame me, I was raised to put on a brave face to the public when all you want to do is cry all day.