oh.my.god. i am so fucking tired of this shit. it's like i have to defend myself to every semi-normal dumbass who doesn't know the meaning of the word tolerance. what's worse, they're all cowards about it!
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it's like... if i ever need something to reactivate my anger, honesty box messages are it. i mean, i like the idea of being able to give people a new perspective on themselves, but the harrassment that comes out of it is really just too much for me.
and yeah, kels. i could just delete it. but i don't want to have to do that. i would never say something like that to someone. so why do other people?
About Me
- April Grayce
- i am an artist. a writer. a musician. an old soul. a summer child. a bundle of bad habits and beautiful ideas. a dreamer. a fighter. unbelievably strong. a lover of the earth and its creatures. fascinated by the world around me. a philanthropist to the core. a vegetarian. wild. mildly insane. incredibly opinionated. as tolerant as they come. unconventional. determined. empathetic to a fault. a firm believer in equality and doing what is right. an enjoyer of chocolate ice cream, thunderstorms, ladybugs, bicycles, pineapple, museums, concerts and vanilla coca-cola. an experience junkie. on a constant quest for learning. as wise as i am reckless. secretly a mermaid who'd like to learn to fly. an open book.
2 comments:
Which message is this one referring to? You've gotten some pretty icky ones. Is this a new one?
yeah, it's a new-ish one. blahh.
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