Life Deforming: Stalking around...

Monday, March 9, 2015

Stalking around...

Little sleep, lots of caffeine and pissed at the world in a non-emo kinda way... Religion must go. The Buddhists and Pagans can stay because they don't torment and kill people that don't share their beliefs. "Agree with me or I'll hurt you. How very Christian." - Brian Griffin

Tired of the fucking media fear machine. Oh noes! EBOLA?! Run and hide white America! There were what, 3-4 cases in the US? Yet, programming was interrupted daily because of some possible infection at a hospital or doctors office. Then we get press conferences from born again doctors that claim god saved them. The little black kids in Africa must not have prayed hard enough...

Did you ever notice that the most devout Christians are the impoverished, the diseased and the insane? Yet their salvation never comes. God was too busy helping some overpaid athlete win a sporting event.

Done talking. Here's me stalking around with no makeup on and my messy hair that I need to wash today...

Rei~

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