Thursday, June 28, 2012
Oh, no!
I don't know what I was onto about the army but that I felt that things people do make me look funny and makes me feel like people want to hunt me down. There should be a solution.
Some people think it's okay to lie
just to make others happy, to show off. It's not something that's right, though.
I just figured out
the "n" word thing only happened because it was set up and I thought someone wanted me to do it.
People of Higher Statuses
and reputations, for whatever reason, feel they are right over you, when life really was made more for them. All white people today get life spoon fed to them and still are grumpy, where I'm the opposite.
Something I'm Not Sure Of
I wonder if it's because of hatred for me or by some coincidence that people care for others in ways that they think is inappropriate for you. I just sense a certain attitude like it's cool and like I can't or shouldn't say anything about it. I thought things like that were nice, but I don't want to be made to hate.
Singing
Before I was told to leave singing, I felt I could conquer a major opera role. I was 18. I went home and was able to sing like anyone, including, who I liked, Renée Fleming. I could sound exactly the same, especially singing at the same time. I made myself shy of myself. It wasn't school that laden-ed me but the way people were all acting when the 2005 and 2006 semesters ensued, but come 2006 and 2007 the magic died down, gradually.
I didn't know other people had the same problem I did.
They think of bad things automatically. Wow, THANKS A LOT.
I shouldn't listen to my parents.
My mom seems to want me to not accept things if they come up when they aren't supposed to, even though she does that.
My dad and little brother seem to want me to be affected when I have to make a decision to change my life to the point I'm maimed.
I don't really feel much, but I'm like a machine, a complicated machine, as are all people complicated.
My dad and little brother seem to want me to be affected when I have to make a decision to change my life to the point I'm maimed.
I don't really feel much, but I'm like a machine, a complicated machine, as are all people complicated.
So....
I never try to make people feel bad, but I've been made to feel like I'm tacky when I'm thinking of something I like.
So, why does it matter with me
about deserving something but not with others?
People have already figured the "n" word thing with me is a conspiracy and not an injury of the mind.
People have already figured the "n" word thing with me is a conspiracy and not an injury of the mind.
Who cares about this "n" word thing?
It's not a big deal to me in that it's not something important, it's not something that should be done.
I've always been respected for being right.
I'm tired of this disgusting influence of other people seeing into my life! I went to the gym yesterday, and almost every loser thought of the word "shit" or "lesbian" when they saw me going and leaving.
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