Hypocracy at its finest.

There are people in this world whoes main intention is letting other people know that they are better then their so said "equal"  fellow humans,  and therefore have the right to impede there morals on others and judge them. It is their right, to let those "beneath them" know exactly where they stand, and what they have done wrong. These judgers of the human race deserve to criticize others,  regardless of the setbacks in ones life, or complications, they must be told where they stand by those high above them looking down from their pedestals. And these judgers, well what gives them the right? They must have done no wrong in their life, they are living perfection. Because perfection exists. Humans aren't a flawed race. There is no war. There is no insanity. Humans are perfect. Except those looked down upon. But then again, those bottom feeders do deserve it. Those no good, flawed people, disgracing human kind with there, mistakes. We need these judgers, who else will put those imperfections in their place, telling them all they have done wrong, it is not like they are aware of their mistakes and feel guilt, they MUST be told, criticized and humiliated, for the good of the human race. I dedicate this to all those high above us, "mishaps" and "imperfections", you must be something special to have God himself to raise you to his status and give you permission to identify and punish us for our sins.
Thank you,
Sincerely,
an imperfection.

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That is for you Lindsey, I know your pretty much the only one that reads this.
And i will not be writing in it anymore.

1/2/2011

"Im a lover, not a fighter" - Michael Jackson.

A new year.

Bored and nothing to do, I've decided for the new year, ill post a quote everyday.
Why not?

"When a girl stops trying to get through to you, that's when you know shes given up".

Arn't I the romantic?

I found this on facebook, it makes my day. Too cute. Im not one for emotion. But i loooove this.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her"

That one person.

I need to stop putting others before myself.
It just end with me in tears, wondering why people don't do the same for me.
I don't expect everyone to put me before themselves.
I just want that one person,
That would, not get off the phone, if they could hear how upset i was.
That wouldn't go to sleep, knowing I can't sleep
That would go to any lengths to just see me smile.
Just one person, that would treat me like, I'm worth something.
I look out for other people. but who's looking out for me?
Sometimes i will put my self first, stop repressing my feelings, tell the truth as i know it.
And i end up hurting people, and then I'm back to fixing someone else, and not myself.
I do love helping others though, it's just....Like treat others the way you want to be treated means nothing,
care for others, and they expect you to always be there, but they sometimes are there for you.
I just want someone to put me first, cause, i don't know how to put myself first yet....
SM

My book.

Do you ever get that feeling where you feel so overwhelmed that you feel buried, and want to give up?
That you are buried so deep, there's no coming back?
Homework.
Classes.
Parents fighting.
Parents mad at me.
Sister moves out.
Relationship.
I hate the feeling of just being truly overwhelmed .
I just want to wave my white flag and shout "You win, world. You win"
I don't want to deal with anything anymore. I just want to sit, and read.
No real people. Just fiction. Imagination.
It's a good vacation from my chaotic world.
I just don't like my reality right now.
I like my delusion.
I just want to be not busy.
And read, my book.

SM