Yesterday

DO YOU HAVE TO REMIND ME IT?
Why the fuck would you lie, and will hurt, and will pretend, and then to say the fucking truth.
I have no power to hear anybody.
Headphones are almost on the max.
Really, I don't even mind losing my hearing a bit more.
I'm half deaf anyway, it's not that it's such a change, I can't hear what t]others are whispering, or talking, it stopped being important to me
I don't want to live.
So yes, I know that I'm the unwanted child (First children are meant to be with accident, are made for diposal, because they are like the first pancake, they got all the problems and the oil, so the rest will be better, more like the chef wanted), and you hate me.
But do I really need a reminder?
It's not like I'm not seeing it daily, the signs, all of them tell me to fuck off from this life.
And I won't.
I don't know why.

This family isn't even like those who 15 and goodbye.
Or the family whose parents just wanted to continue the tradition and bring children.
This family is the one that if not divorce, an endless fights, mostly the children against the family, making the siblings grow tighter, and in some point won't stand it anymore.

I can't wait to get out of this hell.
Nobody understands the fact that, this life, is everything but life.
Because, this is not fun, this is misery.
This is a storm.
Now, I have to wait for the storm to pass, and keep sailing towards happiness.

Right now, one day I can be happy, and the other I can hate my life, and I have to sit or lie down, so I won't be tempted to do something stupid.

I can't stand it anymore.
If this is what you call a family, so I must be a pickle to your eyes.
Because this is not a family, and so far I'm not a pickle either.
So, right now, it's like those sims family, that you forget to make the realtionships in CAS, so it's all fucked up.
Just housemates.

That are controlled by the adults.
Fucking stupid.

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Now, I'm on the news site that I like thanks to all of those comments.
It's about a woman that died in her seventh birthgiving.
I can't understand one thing, why the fuck would you like so many kids?!
How can you even funcitonate?!
It's not that there are plenty of jobs and places to live in.
So mostly the comments are about the crazy jewish side (of course), and on one comment, somebody wrote:
"I remember that game... Seven boom".
IT WAS THE BEST ONE SO FAR.

What?
This is crazy.
A fourteen year old guy's parents told the surgeon to wait with the heart sergery to their son (who needed it as fast as possible), why did they tell him to wait? Because they needed to ask the Rabi about that!
You just fucking killed your son.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Even I know it that health is above bible.
And it's been written, in the fucking bible itself.
You are so stupid, I really wonder if we can rename that country for something that will fit the title "A terrible hole to live in when you original country will do everything to kill you, but it's better than before, but not really because there's crisis again, and everybody can't live normally, and everybody is sad, and mad, and everybody is racist, rude, dumb, and that place is moved by religion".

I think the slogan for Israel should be "We're all mad here", a wonderful quote of Ches, the cat that can't be exceuted , that was supposed to die, but didn't because how can you take the head of a bodyless head?
Impossible.

What?
This is an actual tragedy.
Somebody said that this hospital is a "one way ticket", and the feedback was "True when my mother went into that hospital they told her that nobody is coming out alive and that's how it was", it's a rought translition, sorry for that, but don't you think it's sad?
And even sadder that people are willing to take the risk?

Okay, this is a sarcastic comment he wrote, but this is brilliant!

"Can you put a zipper after cesareen delivery for the next time?".

Yes, this is brilliant.

Somebody should find a way to do it!

While somebody should invent it, I'm watching The Fifth.

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I tried to find a way to watch The Fifth.

I failed.

But I'll soon have Elysyum.

So, it's better than nothing.

....

I have no idea how it came to me on Stips again.

But now I'm on art.

I don't feel like religion arguements today, I don't know why...

So one asked about how her draw came out.

Somebody wrote "From a scale of one to ten, I'd give it seven. That's how I drew when I was seven, make the hips wider, and give the pants some shape".

And on that, you can say:

I found a gif and inserted it.

YAY.

But it was really horrible, it was like mines, and at least I'm practicing now to get it better...

And another one, which looks like a bad way to draw fox and eevee from memory (I just remember those days when Daniel, Omri, and I had those pokemon book, and we would draw and read it all the fucking time, I was jealous, Daniel got the shaymin version!), and it just look hideous.

Somebody wrote "Vayzmir".

It's funny because this is what Igor says about our bad jump/runs/complains.

Okay, there was a girl that tried to draw a Liam.

She didn't mention which one.

It was a draw that will haunt your fucking nightmares.

This is like the annoying orphan you put under the stairs and lock him up, because it's such an emberessment (I have a harry potter comment).

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Well, I forgot what I wanted to say....

Okay, I remember it now!

That celebrity who filmed us for that arctice he made about the smart ones.

I can tell you something for sure.

Smart people are like atheletes, each one and what it's good at.

You assumed that all of us are the same book worms and math honors chubby in front of their computer coding shit and friendless to bone, it's pretty much like claim that all the people that sport is their job are skinny.

Since when Sumo's are skinny? Or those people on WWE, yet, I won't see that 251 lb is super skinny (John Cena), and 235 lb is anorexic (Randy Orton)...

Okay, each person and it's things.

My friends, well, we are different.

One girl made a summer day camp of D&D and made 400 nis a week.

And a guy taught me to use those ctrl+shift+c thingy on the internet, and it's pretty cool.

Few girls there can be the simple popular but nice group in their school, and you won't notice ever how smart they are, because they are like everybody else.

And two cousins are quite hyper, one is a math genious and the other need ritalin.

We are different.

Each one with it's shit.

There's a girl from the sports class, like me, but she's an eight grader.

It's cool.

Everybody there is magical.

Deal with it.

Because not everybody stuck their nose in Harry Potter.

Most of time we will laugh.

And we are no different.

We are weird and fucked up as the rest.

I'm a proof.

Okay, I have no idea why I'm constantly posting a day later sorry.

Berries, Survivors,

I hope you'll make it.