Hello,
Wow, I feel like a total loser coming back from this Lutheran church sponsored Christian comic book convention. Jesus fucking Christ (that's the weed talking)...I have never been with the "in" crowd at church or whatever. Probably because I am an uncircumcised heathen who should've grown up in Europe, but...It's funny cuz my mom's husband is such a fat retarded wanker and is really serious about all the church stuff and my real dad is the "artistic"/alcoholic one or whatever. So, I basically grew up without a father figure or one who was always piss drunk and acting like a creep and leading me into temptation and he's a Republican and that pisses me off but whatever. I love my dad to death even though I haven't spoken to him for like a week after what he said the last time I saw him. No surprise, he was drunk though. My little brother, Thomas, has cerebral palsy and epilepsy and he's 14 and it numbs me with anger when my stupid stepdad tried to boss him around and make him feel like shit for being a stupid handicapped kid who never eats and shit. God, it pisses me off to no end...but I just ignore it and thank GOD that I don't live at home anymore. Seriously, I had to live at home for 9 months between March and December of 2004 and it was just hell. Also, if anyone ever responds to a comment I make on their journal, I will request their friendship so please don't feel all wierded out if some stranger like me is requesting friendship. I've like been on this site for a long time just for the photosets but now that, hu-hum, I have "overcome" my...oh God, I'm not even gonna say it, but yeah, problem...it has transcended into other areas of my life, so I cannot be so anti-social anymore. Okay, that is a load to get off my chest and I don't care that the whole world knows cuz this is Suicidegirls, the best fucking invention of the century...or any century for that matter.
Wow, I feel like a total loser coming back from this Lutheran church sponsored Christian comic book convention. Jesus fucking Christ (that's the weed talking)...I have never been with the "in" crowd at church or whatever. Probably because I am an uncircumcised heathen who should've grown up in Europe, but...It's funny cuz my mom's husband is such a fat retarded wanker and is really serious about all the church stuff and my real dad is the "artistic"/alcoholic one or whatever. So, I basically grew up without a father figure or one who was always piss drunk and acting like a creep and leading me into temptation and he's a Republican and that pisses me off but whatever. I love my dad to death even though I haven't spoken to him for like a week after what he said the last time I saw him. No surprise, he was drunk though. My little brother, Thomas, has cerebral palsy and epilepsy and he's 14 and it numbs me with anger when my stupid stepdad tried to boss him around and make him feel like shit for being a stupid handicapped kid who never eats and shit. God, it pisses me off to no end...but I just ignore it and thank GOD that I don't live at home anymore. Seriously, I had to live at home for 9 months between March and December of 2004 and it was just hell. Also, if anyone ever responds to a comment I make on their journal, I will request their friendship so please don't feel all wierded out if some stranger like me is requesting friendship. I've like been on this site for a long time just for the photosets but now that, hu-hum, I have "overcome" my...oh God, I'm not even gonna say it, but yeah, problem...it has transcended into other areas of my life, so I cannot be so anti-social anymore. Okay, that is a load to get off my chest and I don't care that the whole world knows cuz this is Suicidegirls, the best fucking invention of the century...or any century for that matter.