I don't even know what I'm doing. I'm so sorry. The only thing I can assure you of is the fact that I am aware that the elements I used for my blog title don't actually spell what one might think at first glance. Beware of opinion/rant barfs. D:
Do you ever just make a noise and go…. What the fuck was that?
But I’m going to try it anyways- Please note this might be totally confusing and stupid and I’m sorry if it is. My brain is barely awake… Egh. I’m tying things up anyways.
I think I don’t like to be perfectly content for any extended period of time…
I can become happy. Overjoyed. Simply full of glee and I’m just so happy that some people exist and I love everything and I think nothing can get me down.
Then I do something to disrupt these happy thoughts:
I get on tumblr. Or youtube. Or facebook. Or deviantart. Or overall, just something of that sort. And I always happen to be lucky enough to find something upsetting- something about a person(s) making fun of another group/individual, or dissing completely on someone for no reason, or calling out one person based on what others of similar beliefs to theirs do, or people just being horrible or completely insensitive and rude, or people pretending to have some disease or illness and making a joke out of it, or people just… Just, you know? Right? Yeah. BAH. And I just… I just read it, and I get pissed off and feel the need to read more and find out if this is someone being for real and wonder how someone can actually think like that, think it’s okay to do that stuff or be that horrible to some other people, and it gets worse and then I spiral into a deep seeded hatred for humanity and I forget about all of the amazingly nice people there are for a while as I am introduced to some of the lurking but ever present scum of humanity and I just can’t even comprehend why people would say some of the things they do, why we judge each other so much, why we can’t just love each other and accept our differences and be OKAY with it and love ourselves for who we are and love others for who they are and… I… I don’t know. I don’t understand it. I’m sure there are plenty of things about me, that I say or do or whatever that come across wrong, or my opinion is just dumb or comes across to harsh towards some other group as I hope I don’t tend to do that (though perhaps “trolls” and people like this are even considered a group and I am being similar to them by ranting about this and dissing on them, and I guess I’m sorry about that, but at the same time I’m not because I feel they actually deserve it… I’m sure that makes me a hypocrite, but I don’t care.), that people don’t understand, and I say touche, but still… I can’t even. :/
It goes away. I regain some…. Well, I shouldn’t say faith in humanity, but I always get reminders that there are GOOD people out there that are simply amazing and it makes me feel better until I run into more things like what I stated above and the cycle repeats. Huzzah~
What is sleep?
Slowly, without my consent, the internet and my friends have changed me.
More so exclusively just Sami, with the added help of funny internet lols.
Because I make the most odd, nearly inhuman sounds at random funny things now. And cute things. And when I get excited over something. Sometime’s the noises that escape my mouth are so strange that they catch me off guard and I’m like like “… Da fuq was that ._.”.
And then it’s transfered over into real life.
I was out playing mini golf and there were ducks. And baby ducks. Omg the baby ducks asdfjkl; <3 and one of the bigger ducks would eat a little nomnom out of my hand if I held it out and I was making such a big deal out of this. Little kids weren’t even that bad. They were probably wondering what the hell was wrong with me. I probably looked like a semi-mentally ill eight year old. I’m 18, what am I even doing. Stop that, me. Chill the flip out. Clearly I must not get out much what the hell is wrong with me I don’t even
I don’t even know how it happened but now I can’t stop.
Wat have you done.
You son of a batch of pumpkins. D:<