So...right now it's 12:38am, and I know i'm creative with titles, so don't bother telling me so.

But really.

All seriousness, now.

What

the

fuck?

Somebody answer me, humour me, whatever; call it what you want. But right now, above all else, I am pretty damn confused.

Ah, I lie. Above all else, I am acctually tired, I want to go to sleep, and let me tell you something, nothing it keeping me from doing so.

Another lie.

For, you see, there is me. And (as I keep reminding myself), I do exist, therefore my input does count.

Right?

WRONG.

Vanity is so wierd.

Don't flatter yourself, Marissa. You aren't sleeping because you don't want to. And now you feel like you're on an acid trip. And you're referring to yourself in the third person.

STOP.

Alright, beck on track. My throat hurts. I would overdose on Tylenol, as usual, not for druggie "OMG LET'S OVERDOSE BECAUSE IT'S FUN!" but because no medicine works on me unless I overdose. I don't want pills right now.

I just want a little justification.

Hmm...haven't been on here for...months. Not surprising.

DeviantArt is for people who can do something. Sometimes they don't do it well, but they do it.

I can't do a fucking thing.

And I'm tired.

And I want to stop swearing because it's not accomplishing anything, and the fact of the matter [matter, what matter?] is that swearing is for people who aren't intelligent enough to express themselves in any other way.

I don't want anything right now except for sleep, some tea, this resentment to go away, and a few well placed miracles.

What a funny Christmas list that would make.

These are a few things I hate, so take note:

1) When people steal my stuff. Literally, and not so literally sometimes. Like, plagiarism. I can't deal with it. When they copy something I've written or drawn or said. I can't stand it, and I can't understand it. I mean, really. If you're going to copy someone, at least copy someone who has talent in the subject you're stealing from. My god. [HA!]

2) Senseless violence. What is with that? Violence in general is not very clever. There are so many reasons to hate in this world, I know, and that's tragic to begin with. But to act upon such hatred in a cruel, stupid, and crude manner? That's just...pointless. All it does it hurt. The mind hurts enough. Don't give people excuses to bleed. Goodness knows I have enough already.

3) When people who can't draw (or write or sing) insist on doing so anyways, and while they are in the process of this, they claim to be the best EVER. There is a bit of hypocrisy in this statement (I draw, write, and sometimes sing), but at least I'm open about it. I have no inhibitions about saying that I can't do this or that or any other thing. If you can't do something and you do it anyways, fine. I do it all the time. But look at yourself and say what you really are, not what your vanity tells you.

4) Those people who never let you forget your faults. ("You always find my faults/Faster than you find your own.") I mean, really. I KNOW! I GET IT! Stop telling me that I can't so anything, because I know it. I know it all to well. (This being directed to a certain few blessed individuals, some of whom will never read this. For those who will, you know who you are. And if you don't, why, you're dumber that I thought you were.)



What the fuck am I doing? I never shut up.


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/End rant.