and i swear until the day i'm not that i won't be that person. say it with me, no say it for me: i won't.

(even though i know i will, but say it because mantras are words! say it.)


Translation: Nick wants me to rant some more, unhealthy as it *may* be, so I will :) Just because it's you buddy. lol.

specifically, he wants me to rant about God, Demons, People, Maturity, Old Age. Pencils too.

Nicholas says:
I like your rants

Chris; [reigning on heaven] says:
demons, old age and pencils are ones I haven't touched upon. should I?

Nicholas says:
Yup



so i will :)

later.



♥---

it was raining this morning, and so it was ruining.

it was ruining everything, my sorrow my pain my sadness. and my sorrow my pain and my sadness is truly everything in my life right now, so therefore it was washed away, became as black as the beautiful night and so i was left with nothing.

and so i was happy.

----♥




that's half fiction.
because it was raining today, and i was happy. happy-er.
it's the wet season now, in april. april showers!
april love. ♥






؟.. ↓♪




or someone, anyone.





.. ↓♪


let's bathe you in the light of day.
let's bathe you in the light of day so we can see how truly you are and how your scars look all across your arms, and more on your face, and most on your heart. let's see the searing rays illuminate channels of scabs, which scatter a crisscross pattern that spells love and life on your body.




.. ↓♪



you can see the delusion in their eyes.
funny as hell.

'but I thought god didn't do evil, D:'

'Oh my goodness xD (you poor innocent child).'

lol i pity the reporter.

'I'm just here as a journalist! -fear-'

-grin-. so what else you got?

Journalist: ಠ_ಠ

that's courteous and loving. say it with me.

man, the girl doesn't even sound convinced of her own stuff.


when i saw noah and shirley i nearly cried.
innocence is a hard thing to stain, you can only delude yourself that it is.
but if you delude the young child that he's no longer with a mind of his own, that's nearly the same thing.

their brains have all gone to the dogs

Q: You also say extreme beliefs can permanently damage your brain.

A: People who think of God as vengeful, exclusive, angry at people who don't believe the way they do, that activates parts of the brain involved in those negative emotions. It turns up the heart rate. You're ready for anger, ready for a fight. It turns on a whole stress cascade that actually damages the brain, makes it work less efficiently.

In health care, we see people who look at God as angry at them. They got cancer because God is punishing them. That's extremely detrimental.

right i swear never to go near that family again.


but oh the opposite, when I see these sort of things, i so dearly wish to go back into Christianity again...

what to do, what to do.







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ALL HAIL THE POWERS OF ANYDVD. it has managed to rip and get past the region code fuckers on my DVDs.

:D





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we baked fudge today. or brownies as they are sometimes called. to those who still aren't certain, think a cross between cookie and cake. cake, but hard like hardened dough. yeah? :D

it was good. the end result looked like soil on a plate, but yeah haha.
...i take that back.
life is sweet, but i still have my secrets, and that is fine.

i mean that.

and that is a wonderful novelty in itself.






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Listening to someone voicing my inner wishes; in other words, listen to Thriving Ivory and get the fucking message: Don't tell me I'm going to die. Okay? I already know. but i don't want to know all over again, so kindly don't. :3













LOOK HERE, LIAM LYNCH.
I am hearing a song that can cheer anyone up, I am it
so we don't need your happy song anymore
because what I am listening to is this, what I am listening to is making me so fucking happy I can stand on a raincloud and not fall through, what I am listening to is making me capitalize my I's.