Well guys.
I think I got a cold.
My nose is or runny, or very dry, or blocked.
Each one is hell.
Last night I had really bad cramps, thank you period for being such a bloody bitch!
Pun.
Well, since I got some free time, and nothing to speak about but how awful my nose is, I'm going to show you some new stuff.
So, I really like these, the left ones are what I got in FaceQ, which is a really cute app for character making, and the right ones are edited through Adobe Ideas and Over.
I used Over for the "ISIS", and for the eyes and mouth of the smiley man.
Adobe got all the rest of stuff.
It's pretty cool in my opinion.
I really like it.
Anyway, I'm quite ill now, the cramps are killing me, and my nose is so annoying!
I'm going now to chill with some wikihow and polyvore.
Oh! I was thinking about veganism [wikihow...] and I wanted to tell you, the epidemic of veganism is awful! Why? Because now, it's just a trend, most of the people who started with it recently [at least in Israel] are just doing it for the trend, and they won't stick with it.
How do I know this? Because you have no idea how many people ask on Stips "Is [XYZ] vegan?" or "Is there a vegan [XYZ]?" clearly showing that they have no idea what they're doing.
I just hate them, they are genuine sheep.
I mean, can't you just do what you feel that's right for you, or bother doing some fucking research?! The fuck is wrong with you?!
Alright... I'm bored, ill, I have a headache, my nose is in pain and it's scruffy, I occasionally cough, and I'm having a conversation with a seventeener that's sure that I'm wrong for thinking that I should probably have my first partner after I'd be twenty.
I mean, it's ridiculous!
He thinks that at most it supposed to be sixteen.
But I know that there aren't any meaningful and truthful relationships at that age [usually].
I'd rather sit aside, read, learn, figure out what I'm going to do, and plan my way out of hating my job, my life, my partner, my everything by thirty, and probably committing suicide because life's a bitch.
There was a self harm question.
I'm going to translate it to you, because I'm a lovely person with a sense of humour, and there are many overemotional wussies around.
And I'm saying it when I'm on my period. With panic attacks each time I see a bug, and with great memory of mistakes.
I'm still fucking angry about that mental health card!
I mean, who the fuck uses "You know that I have social anxiety" on people?! WHO?! It was fucking low, lower than the Kineret... Lower than the dead sea.
Okay, ready? Go!
Wait...
The question is...
"I read a lot that teenagers cut themselves and I don't understand why? Can I get an explanation? Please!"
I answered first.
"It's really hard to explain exactly why, and it's a bit different with each person. Sorry that the answer isn't the most helpful, but that's the truth."
The asker in response: "I don't understand"/
And other dude, in this blog named GLLIB, said "I cut because I can't cry like anybody normal it's hard for me to cry from mental pain so I cry from physical pain and it's releasing but as it was said everyone's different".
Oh, I noticed now two things.
That he never heard of punctuation.
And that he infact has no problem with crying.
For me, crying is something that should be frowned upon.
The asker, once again: "Got it and you got blood? You need to stitch? Stick? Or that you're not doing it so deeply?"
I said "I didn't do deep [wussy in blood! literally!] but at eighteen I'd do deep and treat it at home, with bandages, wraps, medical equipment."
And he answered to the asker as well, "What stitching? And yes there's plenty of blood sometimes dizziness but afterwards it'sbetter than mentally suffering without crying | if I say to somebody older that I'd cut I suffer more"
I know that the "it'sbetter" is wrong, that's how it originally was.
The asker in response "Hahaha | Thanks!"
GLLIB: "Funny it's not"
And I said "She was probably amused from my pun. Chill, we don't always run to hunt you, you answered well."
I'm just tired of that bullshit, open your fucking eyes, and wake up, people may hate you, you may be depressed, but if you can, and you possibly can [YOU'RE FUCKING THIRTEEN, WAKE UP!] so please, leave the fucking drugs you use, because it takes quite a lot to be that magically annoying [I want to hurt some people and sadly, it's illegal and I value my freedom.]
Another person (not asker, GLLIB, or I) suggested "So maybe listen to music instead of cutting, try another pain but don't cut..:( | like don't try pain haha.. I mean listen to a song that you get into and cry along"
GLLIB being as "good" as always.
"Okay now I say it simply so you'll understand I.-C.A.N.T.-C.R.Y.-L.I.K.E.-E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E."
I wish I had a vocalised gif that sings in high voice "Drama".
It makes me feel slightly ashamed that I'm thirteen.
As I assume, that at 2001, many accidents happen, half of them are births.
And I blame 2000 bug.
Okay, sorry, got to go to bed (yay! attempting to sleep even though that I'd have a crappy night thanks to the hellish air conditioning that got me sick) so, good night guys.
I think I got a cold.
My nose is or runny, or very dry, or blocked.
Each one is hell.
Last night I had really bad cramps, thank you period for being such a bloody bitch!
Pun.
Well, since I got some free time, and nothing to speak about but how awful my nose is, I'm going to show you some new stuff.
So, I really like these, the left ones are what I got in FaceQ, which is a really cute app for character making, and the right ones are edited through Adobe Ideas and Over.I used Over for the "ISIS", and for the eyes and mouth of the smiley man.
Adobe got all the rest of stuff.
It's pretty cool in my opinion.
I really like it.
Anyway, I'm quite ill now, the cramps are killing me, and my nose is so annoying!
I'm going now to chill with some wikihow and polyvore.
Oh! I was thinking about veganism [wikihow...] and I wanted to tell you, the epidemic of veganism is awful! Why? Because now, it's just a trend, most of the people who started with it recently [at least in Israel] are just doing it for the trend, and they won't stick with it.
How do I know this? Because you have no idea how many people ask on Stips "Is [XYZ] vegan?" or "Is there a vegan [XYZ]?" clearly showing that they have no idea what they're doing.
I just hate them, they are genuine sheep.
I mean, can't you just do what you feel that's right for you, or bother doing some fucking research?! The fuck is wrong with you?!
Alright... I'm bored, ill, I have a headache, my nose is in pain and it's scruffy, I occasionally cough, and I'm having a conversation with a seventeener that's sure that I'm wrong for thinking that I should probably have my first partner after I'd be twenty.
I mean, it's ridiculous!
He thinks that at most it supposed to be sixteen.
But I know that there aren't any meaningful and truthful relationships at that age [usually].
I'd rather sit aside, read, learn, figure out what I'm going to do, and plan my way out of hating my job, my life, my partner, my everything by thirty, and probably committing suicide because life's a bitch.
There was a self harm question.
I'm going to translate it to you, because I'm a lovely person with a sense of humour, and there are many overemotional wussies around.
And I'm saying it when I'm on my period. With panic attacks each time I see a bug, and with great memory of mistakes.
I'm still fucking angry about that mental health card!
I mean, who the fuck uses "You know that I have social anxiety" on people?! WHO?! It was fucking low, lower than the Kineret... Lower than the dead sea.
Okay, ready? Go!
Wait...
The question is...
"I read a lot that teenagers cut themselves and I don't understand why? Can I get an explanation? Please!"
I answered first.
"It's really hard to explain exactly why, and it's a bit different with each person. Sorry that the answer isn't the most helpful, but that's the truth."
The asker in response: "I don't understand"/
And other dude, in this blog named GLLIB, said "I cut because I can't cry like anybody normal it's hard for me to cry from mental pain so I cry from physical pain and it's releasing but as it was said everyone's different".
Oh, I noticed now two things.
That he never heard of punctuation.
And that he infact has no problem with crying.
For me, crying is something that should be frowned upon.
The asker, once again: "Got it and you got blood? You need to stitch? Stick? Or that you're not doing it so deeply?"
I said "I didn't do deep [wussy in blood! literally!] but at eighteen I'd do deep and treat it at home, with bandages, wraps, medical equipment."
And he answered to the asker as well, "What stitching? And yes there's plenty of blood sometimes dizziness but afterwards it'sbetter than mentally suffering without crying | if I say to somebody older that I'd cut I suffer more"
I know that the "it'sbetter" is wrong, that's how it originally was.
The asker in response "Hahaha | Thanks!"
GLLIB: "Funny it's not"
And I said "She was probably amused from my pun. Chill, we don't always run to hunt you, you answered well."
I'm just tired of that bullshit, open your fucking eyes, and wake up, people may hate you, you may be depressed, but if you can, and you possibly can [YOU'RE FUCKING THIRTEEN, WAKE UP!] so please, leave the fucking drugs you use, because it takes quite a lot to be that magically annoying [I want to hurt some people and sadly, it's illegal and I value my freedom.]
Another person (not asker, GLLIB, or I) suggested "So maybe listen to music instead of cutting, try another pain but don't cut..:( | like don't try pain haha.. I mean listen to a song that you get into and cry along"
GLLIB being as "good" as always.
"Okay now I say it simply so you'll understand I.-C.A.N.T.-C.R.Y.-L.I.K.E.-E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E."
I wish I had a vocalised gif that sings in high voice "Drama".
It makes me feel slightly ashamed that I'm thirteen.
As I assume, that at 2001, many accidents happen, half of them are births.
And I blame 2000 bug.
Okay, sorry, got to go to bed (yay! attempting to sleep even though that I'd have a crappy night thanks to the hellish air conditioning that got me sick) so, good night guys.
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