Come on aliens!!! Come and get me and bring me with you!!!!
So I wake up at 1pm, thinking "oh great, the stupid kids are over upstairs... And I hear Cassie? Oh fucking yay."
Well I kinda lay here, just trying to relax before I gotta get ready to go to work at 3....
And then Dan, Cassie, Matt, AND the three fucking kids come downstairs and are fucking noisy as all hell.
Is there ever a fucking time that there can be peace in this stupid fuking house??!?! Is that too much to ask for?
To wake up and NO ONE IS FUCKING HOME?!?! I guess it is cause Dan and Matt have no life.
And I thought Cassie wasn't allowed in the damn house.
Nobody ever sticks to what they're supposed to do around here.
And yeah, sure, MAYBE I shou've gone to bed earlier than 7am so I could get up earlier, but why would I want to be around people that drive
me fucking INSANE? I don't. It still doesn't give them a right to be noisy as hell just to wake me up because I sleep during the fucking day.
I think I may finally be ready to movie out of this place. Very soon.
I think I'm starting to see, day by day, why I really hate the human fucking race. More. AND MORE.
They are really. ALL. THE. SAME.
I swear. Sometimes I wish I was physically capable of killing people. Not just mentally.
I already have the mental ability to want to kill somebody, but not the physical impulse to actually go through with it.
I was reading entries to this pot_head livejournal community, and they had a link to this website, called moleculewear.
I looked at it cause the science nerd in me told me to, and maybe it would give me some tattoo ideas.
Well they ended up having a link to a video about DMT (the stuff in your brain, and how it is the same thing as the drug DMT, just extracted
from plants, not the human brain).
Then I somehow found this podcast, and was listening to it, and they were talking about how anti-depressants have actually not helped
many people with depression and anxiety, and actually cause some to kill people. For example the one kid from Columbine.
He was on anti-depressants.
Well I guess it got me thinking to the point of..."I wonder if I'd ever be capable of killing people if I went back on my Prozac..."
Yeah.
I wish there was some kind of drug that could make people stop being FUCKING STUPID AND WAKE THE FUCK UP.
But they could never even comprehend something that complex.
The entire world is fucking blind. Very few truely fit into the category of "smart".
Only the smart people know the real truth.
Watch that video in my last post.
I wish I had something to chill me out...