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If you ever meet someone online, and you at any point think that they are showing you who they really are, behind the monitor they sit? You have two options.



You can blame yourself for believing it, and note that you've been a dunce.



Or.



You can stop for about two seconds, think, "Hey, I'm doing the same thing", and maybe, just maybe, not start a fight about lying and bullshit. No one cares, your "friends" are baiting you when they say THEY care, and it's all just going toward that big dunce cap on your head.



Why, after not logging on, do I come back with a horribly obvious and completely random rant?



'Cause I can. Why else.



Being away from here has been far from bliss, but I don't think I realized how much this site brought me down when I was active. Scrolling through journals, watching the same idiots spout the same bullshit...I mean have you noticed?



Eh. Oh well. I feel my time is spent on this place really. Generally if you know how to get in touch with me off of here, then you won't. Why? Re-read that whole bit about "friends" again.



Gotta say, I don't think it'd be so bad, if the leveling system weren't in place on here. A social site with a numbers game just turns some people into the virtual equal of politicians: every account on here is just another rating for the profile. You'd still have the liars and masked faces, but you'd be taking out a motive.



I might offer this account up...maybe even the other one too. Since someone just went and "died", haha, the value this profile had is gone.



This journal isn't really for anyone to read. No one gives a shit, and I don't really care if they do. Throughout my time here I've found that my journal is a nice place for me to spill my thoughts without caring. Regardless of rather or not some nosy fuck comes to read it, or a mindless drone clicks for a page view, it's my place. And that's something I've always liked.



And with that, I say goodbye to my...I guess I'll just say friends list, and goodbye to my coven. I was never active on my previous account, but with this one it was pretty nice.

My apologies to my coven and anyone trying to get in touch with me. I'm not going to be on much for awhile unfortunately.



My mother and father, as fair and kind as they are, have taken the side of my cousin. Despite the fact that he was tasked with getting a job or otherwise he'd be kicked out of the house, he's still here. And instead, they are focusing on me.



I'll be spending night and day looking for a job. Maybe then they'll chew my cousin up. If this lazy fuck can do it so can the big battle scarred giant.



♥ Miss you all already.

Ya know, I make a lot of rants about my cousin. I know I do. I hate him. I hate his ignorance. I hate his extreme overconfidence.



But damn it I just wish he'd fucking LEAVE. If he's not bitching about every action I do (yes, breathing included, no fucking joke), he's pacing around the house huffing and puffing about how bored he is.



I just wish my parents would pull through on their word and kick his fucking ass out. We do NOT have enough cash to support him, it's evident when we buy THREE 2-liters of Mountain Dew, and they're all gone the next morning.



He's not going out to get a job. He's not filling out applications. He told me day 1 he wasn't. He specifically said he was saying just what they wanted to hear. And now they wanna spew this bullshit about how "you don't do that to family". Yet I'm getting bitched at because I BRING HOME applications, and they just AREN'T hiring me?



It's fucking ridiculous. He's got 5 years on my ass, and is always talking about how he's got so much more experience in shit than I do because he's "not a lazy bitch" like me. But they're treating him like he's a mentally challenged kid with nowhere to go.



He actually does though. If he doesn't go to his girlfriend's house? He's got his parents. Oh, but I forgot, he "doesn't want to go there". What, am I missing something? Is life unfair for the rest of the world, except when you hit some age in your early 20's? No? Huh, thought so.



Seriously...gonna have to remind mom that this fuck needs a job. So do I, but at least I'm SHOWING that I'm trying.

Guess what you jealous bitch? Yeah, you know exactly who the fuck I'm talkin' to. You can back off. Far the fuck away. Ya know why?



Cause I'm not sharin' my bacon with ANYBODY. XD

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Lylia
00:32 Nov 04 2013

dude we can't be friends anymore ~pouts :p

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PoisonedDream
01:40 Nov 04 2013

Give me that bacon or i'll spank you!!!!

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Yup...haha.

I find it amazing that I set myself up for my own dismay sometimes.



I see this small spark. It's not even a spark, it's the mere possibility of one. A sign that it COULD be a spark.



And...even though I know it's just a what if, a maybe...I reach for it. I jump for it even.



I don't know...why I do it. I just know that I have to try, every, single, time.