Hypocrisy

Some people should think about what the fuck they are saying. By me saying that I don’t understand atheists is simply stating a fact, expressing my view on a subject, so for someone to come right out and say that by saying that, I am acting like everyone in the world who doesn’t agree with me is wrong, is absolutely fucking ridiculous. And not only that, but when I mention that they once full on had a go at me when I said I do not think it is particularly that important for women to have the vote, they had the nerve to say that they had every right to have a go at me! Their excuse? The fact that it is ’strange for a girl in this day and age to have such a view’. Sorry, but seriously, fuck off. That is prejudice. THAT is acting as if people with different views to you are wrong, so maybe that person should just stop being such a fucking hypocrite, because, to be perfectly honest, despite their age, they are hideously immature and I don’t want to waste my time arguing with them when we both know they are in the wrong, because, let’s face it, it’s pretty obvious. So if anyone else would like to be a total hypocrite and argue with me in such a way, don’t bother, just piss off and sort your head out, okay?

 

Kitten

I was thinking this morning (I know, impossible to imagine) and it made me a little sad. Not the process of thinking itself, but what I was thinking about. You see, I have realised that I have not been able to feel the same way about Ralph Lauren Hot since a certain person told me they liked it. Of course it still smells exactly the same, and I do still like that smell, but it has some not so great memories attached to it now. And it is one of those annoying things where the memories would have been good before, but due to more recent goings on, they are bad memories because I miss how good things were.I went to a funeral today; my great aunt’s. It made me really aware of death. I hate being consciously aware of death, because dying is one of my greatest fears, and even though as a Christian I believe that death is not the end, I can’t help not wanting to die. It is the actual dying (verb) that I do not like the idea of. It also made me really want to start going to church again, more than I have wanted to for a while. I think it is because religion is such a comfort, no matter what situation you are in. I like knowing that God will always love me and be there for me, even if no one else is there for me.

Anyway, I am feeling really terrible, so I will stop typing now.