and i can't stop the tears from running down.
*sigh*
maybe i really am an ugly girl. i hate this world. i hate men. i hate the fact that no one'll ever take me home. moments like this i hate you all. the whole fucking lot of you.
*sigh*
maybe i really am an ugly girl. i hate this world. i hate men. i hate the fact that no one'll ever take me home. moments like this i hate you all. the whole fucking lot of you.
you are not ugly, you are the most perfect thing in the universe. a thinking, concious, creating entity that can be and do and exist as whatever it chooses to. you have just forgotten your way for a moment, but you are not lost. the universe is yours to perceive however you wish, you just need to remember.
hate us now. use your hate, turn it into fuel and use it to drive the engine of your being and make us choke on our blood and our misperceived ideals. remind us why the universe is yours if you want it and make the fuckers who gave you hate choke on their own bile and stupidity for not recognizing the potential you had.
and even if you hate me, i still appreciate you... and i have been alone longer then you can imagine....
come to think of it, being stalked by Crowley's ghost could be pretty damn cool...
as mentioned previously, always happy to remind people when they start slipping into other people's perceptions instead of maintaining their own paradigm. it happens to the best of us, all we need is someone to poke us with a stick and point out that we are sliding into the horror that is the pop meme of the moment.
hope you are feeling better. do as thou wilt and all that nonsense and brilliance.