Thursday, August 28, 2014

A Vegan Just Made Me Lose a Bit From My Confidence.

I feel a bit like shit, uh, I just shouldn't got into the argument and write it.
I just feel angered when people compare the holocaust to the killings of animals for food.
It drives me crazy when people do it.
I just went to bite a piece of their flesh off, I can't do it though, I have three teeth that are now growing or about to grow. (I have a dental development of a nine year old child, and it's frustrating to a certain degree.)
I shouldn't have wished her to suffer like they did at the holocaust, because of her insensitivity and rudeness, and tell her that if her relatives were in there they'd turn in their grave only because of her impossible comparison.
She said that the animals suffer many times more, and that in the holocaust it had an ending date and in the meat industry it doesn't end.
If the British didn't interfere in certain places, I wouldn't be here, my father, cousins, and uncles wouldn't be here, my grandfather never got here and helped building the land.
It just makes me so angry when people do it!
Sometimes I wish that some vegans wouldn't be so insane.
That Gary and people who fanatically follow him or people who think like him and haven't heard about them just makes everything worse.
Can we all agree that if they do it, it doesn't mean that we need to interrupt them? Can we all just stay away from the plates of others?
I don't feel comfortable about animals murdered this way (I saw that fish in Japan, served alive, I was very curious and was a bit disgusted, but I was fairly intrigued to maybe know what exactly happens, to understand it better, I assume that the living thing's nerves would have been fried in a short period of time, and be suffocated from the dehydration), but it doesn't mean that I behave like a beast and go and bother everybody's life only because I don't want animals to get hurt.
They want to eat it, I don't want that they'd cause them misery (I think that we waste plenty of the bodies left in the morgue to just rot and feed the worms while being buried underground, just to be forgotten a generation later), but I don't want to make people uncomfortable for their dietary and point of view choices just because that I disagree, you don't see me saving the zebra from the lioness's jaws and let her try some herbivore options, do you?

I just feel like I should never return to the internet (and sometimes, to any social community, including socializing in life) because my opinions are very different.
It upsets me sometimes.
Why can't others understand how freaky it is?

Oh, fuck, I'm now being a total (I used to feel weird writing this word, now I don't... Puberty is confusing) bitch about it.
Probably in no time I'd change my mind.

School starts soon, I haven't found my homework exciting enough to finish it.
In other words it means that I still haven't reached the anxiety levels that requires a solution.

I feel really lousy now, so I'm going to tell you how good I'm doing now, and I'm then going to take quizzes because I haven't saw any polyvores as funny as the bvb army one.
I'm really happy in the last couple of... Days? Weeks? I'm not sure.
My walk even changed! I walk like one of the walks in the Sims 4 Demo (I don't remember which one) mixed with the woohoo walk of Sims 3.

Oh it's just annoying that my wood sank because of that stupid, provocative, and rude question!
That was the least expected song to come in the playlist!
Black Veil Brides - The End.
I was quite desperate and I decided to listen to the playlist that YouTube offers for Fearless Vampire Killers, I know it's not the lowest, the lowest is probably going to My Chemical Romance, because songs that just make your mood so low that you just feel guilty isn't enough.
To be honest, it'd be better to watch GayGod's videos about his past, and watch the ones who say that people whom they loved have committed suicide and they feel slightly guilty because they could have done something but didn't.
I'm not even in the mood for checking up on the teenagers (or more recently, tweenagers) that hang out in the most annoying way outside my building.
And that's not good.
Earlier, at noon I was happily going towards the area that used to be our balcony, just to try and recognize the songs that the local gym (or whatever that is) plays.
They cranked up the volume and everybody who was in our building chain's parking lot noticed it.

Oh, I guess I'm just going to go and (hopefully) rest in bed until I'm sleepy.
I just feel a bit vulnerable and soggy because of the rude person.
I guess that's why I'd never bother with YouTube.
I can't handle much of negativity.

My mother just came in and told me I'm sighing very loudly and asked me if I'm alright.
I am alright, at least from the outside, I don't find it very easy to physically express much of what I'm thinking, my friends mention it, so I've noticed it more.
I was just trying to clear my nose, only one side is open freely.

Oh well, I guess it's good that you're not commenting, thank you for being quiet and silently supporting.

I appreciate it.

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