I have a few questions for the world, and you better all damn well listen up because I'm skipping out on my homework to write about this bullshit. I'm sick and tired of one of the few people in this world I care about feeling shitty because of inconsiderate people in his life. These are a few of the reasons why I would consider myself to be a true hater of the human race.

When the FUCK did it ever become wrong for someone to not like someone? Honestly. What is wrong with having negative feelings towards someone? It's perfectly plausible to love someone, to care about someone, so why does everyone feel it their responsibilty to make sure you're best friends with everyone?

What if this person did something terrible to you? What if they are a liar? What if you JUST PLAIN DON'T FUCKING LIKE THEM!? I don't get this whole mentality of feeling like you have to be all buddy-buddy with everyone. Or feeling like you need to patch things up between someone you have a falling out with.

Let's face it people, not everyone can get along. I will be the first to admit that I am not an easy person to get along with, unless you have many of the same interests as me. I am opinionated, smart, biased, bitter, and hate when people don't see things the same way as me. I don't expect everyone to be my best friend. So stop trying to make me, and my love, be friends with people we don't want to be friends with. FUCK OFF.

I'm also wondering a few other things about our treatment of men. I know I often go off on here about how women are portrayed in our society, but think for a second here, how do you see men? Well, it seems that there is as much of an ideal stereotype for men as there is for women. Men are supposedly meant to be the supreme ruler of our society. Men are supposed to be strong, outgoing, bold, and most importantly, emotionless.

To this, I say...horseshit.

Especially in this day and age where this stereotype of "emo" is stronger and more prodominant than ever, why are men still expected to have no feelings of hurt, pain, sadness or anger. Why are they supposed to keep everything inside and put on a stone face? Is it so their peers won't call them gay? Can one's sexuality really be called into question because of a few shed tears at an appropriate time?

When did "gay" even become a bad thing? You spineless cunts just have nothing better to insult.

I have seen my boyfriend cry. I have seen many men in my life cry. I have seen men in my life upset, angry, depressed, and just about every other emotion I can think of. I personally see nothing wrong with it. Why should I be allowed to cry and he can't? Isn't that what equality is all about? Doesn't it work both ways? Even though I have seen my boyfriend cry, I in no way think lesser of him. I still believe he could protect me against everything that were to ever threaten me. I entrust my life with him, and a few tears aren't going to fucking change that.

Another thing. Why is it that just because someone is sad at some times, or angry, or whatever the fuck they want to be, why do we suddenly assume that they sit at home and cut themselves and shit? I know I've probably thrown that joke around a few times myself, but really. Is our society so insensitive that we now throw suicide like it's a joke?

"it's not like he's going to go slice his wrist over it..." -Said in a conversation, with the passion of someone ordering lunch.

Someone gets moderately sad, and immediately they are going to commit suicide. Nice logic, asshole.

Fuck, I'm sure this didn't even make sense. But I'm just so sick of everyone being so naive, and believing anything that is put in front of them.

How about we all grow up?

I Won't Let You Fall Apart
~Addy
- posted by Eddie @ 7:57 PM