FYI

Being mean to people online is not a crime; but slander is. Whoever has been lying about me behind my back to my tumblr mutuals on here, this is your first, last, and only warning: cease or there will be legal actions.

I have to convince myself that all of you are just too busy to talk to me. Because otherwise, I’d believe that you were intentionally ignoring me.

Rant Time!

So I’m sick of people not keeping their word to me, and getting upset when I try to hold them to their word.

I’m pissed off at all these so-called “friends” who are “afraid of me” and don’t even have the courage to tell me to my face what’s wrong with me and why they won’t talk to me.

I’m fed up with women in my state who are so touchy and their egos so fragile that they can’t engage in conversation with me without acting like I’m a monster.

I’m sick of being in a dead-end job with a one-handed grumpy ass bitch who treats me with such condescension because “I’m old enough to be your grandmother”.

I’m tired as hell of not having the time or creative drive to make music, and that everyone I’ve tried to tap for collaboration has flaked out on me.

I’m sick of liberals and atheists being in control of everything and destroying the world and the church one soul at a time.

I’m fed the fuck up!

I have no one.

And no, don’t come here with your heartless trolling and go “it’s all your fault you mentally unstable cishet white republican scumbag!”

I lost my SO because she was untrusting and immature. Not my fault.

One by one, the people who have been there for me irl moved away or are on vacation for the rest of the year. Again, not my fault.

And you all go on about how you’re always “busy” and “like being alone” and “don’t need friends.” Are you really gonna blame that on me?

The only thing I’ll accept blame for is why God isn’t there for me; that actually is my fault. But there’s no way to bring Him back into my life, no matter how many times I’ve begged and pleaded with Him.

All the people I knew back in high school and college have all got families and budding careers; even the ones who bullied me. And here I am, alone and in a dead end job, my music going nowhere, and ostracized from everyone even when I try my best to be kind and courteous to them.

Clearly God has blessed them and answered their prayers to curse me. Now if only the pendulum would swing the other way and God could start, oh I don’t know, listening to me when I pray to Him and throw a blessing or two my way for once!