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Thursday, 4 April 2013

Haters gonna hate.















I watched a documentary last night on 'Westboro Baptist Church' before I continue their slogans are 'God hates fags', 'Thank you for 9/11' and 'The Pope is a lying whore'. That's only a few of them, there's plenty more dark and disturbing messages that they preach. They think everything that God does is right. Personally I do not believe in God, if you do then that is your decision and yours alone.  Did God write the bible, not as far as I remember? Who’s to say some idiot with a beard and sandals decided one day that they would write a book they happened to call the ‘bible’, and now near enough the whole world follows it, or some form of it, you are following pieces of writing, passages that have been there for centuries, time to change it up a bit I think. Think for yourselves, open your religion fed brains and actually question what is going on around you. Fucking ASSHOLES is all I can say towards those idiotic people. (I mean the Westboro Baptist Church) A child is born; maybe it’s the way there brought up, maybe it’s who they are brought up around that determines who they are inside when they grow up. Everything now is labelled, everything you do, you make one mistake and suddenly everyone hates you. Who cares if you lesbian, gay or bisexual. You’re made from the same body parts as anyone else is. I love gays, I probably love gays even more than straight people, I especially will love anyone that will stand up for who they are and not pretend they are something else. Why should you hide? I remember when I didn't wear skinny jeans or checked shirts just because everyone around me wore tracksuit ends and Nike runners, I felt like I wouldn't fit in or people would be like 'What the hell is she wearing?' Then I just decided I didn't care what other people thought, till now and continuing I don't care what other people think, why should I try and make somebody else happy if I'm not happy. It's just like when I smoke weed, with some people you turn into an outcast, if I want to smoke weed I will fucking smoke weed and anyone that has a problem with that can piss off. I'm trying to maintain the amount of curse words I am using in this post but I think I am failing. It's no secret that I smoke weed, my parents know so I really don't care who else knows. Smoking cigarettes has probably killed more people than weed has. I have actually never heard of a weed related death in the whole seventeen years I have lived so based on this, I see smoking weed as better than going out and getting absolutely ossified with drink. Ending up hung over and feeling like absolute crap when you wake up in the morning. Drinking alcohol makes you a complete moron, falling all over the place, talking complete shite to others and cringing at the things you did or said the next day (If you can remember) Anytime I have smoked weed, I simple feel relaxed, happy, I enjoy things, I enjoy things like dancing for six hours straight, walking through wheat fields with a best friend, laying down and near enough falling asleep, It puts a smile on my face when I think of it, one more thing that makes me happy. Most definitely laughing uncontrollably at nothing for hours. It illuminates everything, enhances them, suddenly a walk that may take ten minutes feels like it has taken an hour. You don't see trees just as trees, you see them as more than just green and brown, you take notice of texture and the way the wind moves the leaves, or see shapes of faces in still water, watching the sun in the sky as it almost sinks into your eyeballs. This probably only occurs for me, but I suppose what I am trying to say is to look at things different, notice the details, BE YOURSELF, If you want to do something, do it, and never let someone stand in your way. Haters gonna hate.

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