Warning: really Emo post
I cried today.
A lot.
I'm crying now, and I just can't stop.
Why am I so different? No matter how hard I search, there's never anyone just like me. And God made everyone different. All I want is the same. Just some of the same. A little. I want people to exist who think the way I do, who act like I do, and who believe in the same morals that I do.
Most people that I meet are so fucking the same that it hurts. They're looking out for #1, walking all over people, and don't do simple, very little effort required, things that show consideration. No one thinks about the greater good anymore.
I'm not a nun. I 'sin.' I drink even though I'm under 21, I've smoked pot, I've had premarital sex, but I'm not without morals. I'm too naughty to be a nun and too nice to be like almost every individual that I pass on the street.
And so I'm crying.
There are a few things that I strongly believe in, and I couldn't find the effort to vote this year because no candidate wanted to discuss what's important to me.
I want to keep abortion legal. I want more money for STD research. I want men and women to have equal partnerships in the home and equal rights. I want women's voices to be heard at the same level as men's. I want people to TRY to do good. Not good like giving up their food to others when they can't, but having an extra dollar and giving it to someone who's trying to do better. I work two jobs so that I can go to school and pay rent, and when I graduate and have extra money to spare, I'm not going to put it into a giant house that's too big for Thomas and I (and potentially a child or two), I'm going to donate it to something I believe in. I believe in better care for orphans. I believe in the prevention of rape and education of what constitutes rape. I believe that America should allow illegal immigrants in and not mandate their legal wage. I think Donald Trump is an asshole for picking on Marta.
I believe in a lot, but that's not the point. The point is- people don't care or believe in helping others, they believe in helping themselves, and I wish they would all die. If that includes me someday, then so be it. Maybe my death would be easier than killing everyone else. Again, something that deserves further study.
The tears have stopped. Momentarily.
A lot.
I'm crying now, and I just can't stop.
Why am I so different? No matter how hard I search, there's never anyone just like me. And God made everyone different. All I want is the same. Just some of the same. A little. I want people to exist who think the way I do, who act like I do, and who believe in the same morals that I do.
Most people that I meet are so fucking the same that it hurts. They're looking out for #1, walking all over people, and don't do simple, very little effort required, things that show consideration. No one thinks about the greater good anymore.
I'm not a nun. I 'sin.' I drink even though I'm under 21, I've smoked pot, I've had premarital sex, but I'm not without morals. I'm too naughty to be a nun and too nice to be like almost every individual that I pass on the street.
And so I'm crying.
There are a few things that I strongly believe in, and I couldn't find the effort to vote this year because no candidate wanted to discuss what's important to me.
I want to keep abortion legal. I want more money for STD research. I want men and women to have equal partnerships in the home and equal rights. I want women's voices to be heard at the same level as men's. I want people to TRY to do good. Not good like giving up their food to others when they can't, but having an extra dollar and giving it to someone who's trying to do better. I work two jobs so that I can go to school and pay rent, and when I graduate and have extra money to spare, I'm not going to put it into a giant house that's too big for Thomas and I (and potentially a child or two), I'm going to donate it to something I believe in. I believe in better care for orphans. I believe in the prevention of rape and education of what constitutes rape. I believe that America should allow illegal immigrants in and not mandate their legal wage. I think Donald Trump is an asshole for picking on Marta.
I believe in a lot, but that's not the point. The point is- people don't care or believe in helping others, they believe in helping themselves, and I wish they would all die. If that includes me someday, then so be it. Maybe my death would be easier than killing everyone else. Again, something that deserves further study.
The tears have stopped. Momentarily.