I noticed something. Ellen DeGeneres has a more high reputation now, in my opinion.
She used to act like she wasn't that good. Then, she admitted she was.
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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Sunday, November 25, 2012
Haunted With Bad Thoughts
Bad ideas have been haunting me, but some ideas were planted in my head. Well, at least it seems like some of these sounds are real and subtle.
I'm trying to think of people I talk to who are afraid to be nice to me.
I'm trying to think of people I talk to who are afraid to be nice to me.
Rubbing Things In
Why does Tim Burton want to rub in everything my dad suggests?
Also, they get to be presentable around each other. Ever since I went to the mental hospital, things have been bad. I don't know who caused it nor why I went, I guess because of that weird American History class. You know, my life was really good, a bit harsh but not really. Not sure what got into me.
I had to post my race online, also because it was polite. I mean, I had an unfair opportunity, and it should be my mom's responsibility. I feel that people think I'm silly because they know I've taken psychiatric pills and I'm not technically all White American or whatever. I don't want to be totally set up in some elaborate fashion and be hard to function.
STOP BOTHERING ME. WITH YOUR COMPLEX MESSED UP IDEAS. YOU JUST SPRAYED IT ON MY PRECIOUS STUFF. IDEOLOGICALLY. LOOK, QUIT. STOP ACTING LIKE I DID SOMETHING WRONG. I JUST SAID QUIT.
Tim Burton is racist and mean just because of the n word thing. He's trying to say my dad is bad, but he has no reason.
Also, they get to be presentable around each other. Ever since I went to the mental hospital, things have been bad. I don't know who caused it nor why I went, I guess because of that weird American History class. You know, my life was really good, a bit harsh but not really. Not sure what got into me.
I had to post my race online, also because it was polite. I mean, I had an unfair opportunity, and it should be my mom's responsibility. I feel that people think I'm silly because they know I've taken psychiatric pills and I'm not technically all White American or whatever. I don't want to be totally set up in some elaborate fashion and be hard to function.
STOP BOTHERING ME. WITH YOUR COMPLEX MESSED UP IDEAS. YOU JUST SPRAYED IT ON MY PRECIOUS STUFF. IDEOLOGICALLY. LOOK, QUIT. STOP ACTING LIKE I DID SOMETHING WRONG. I JUST SAID QUIT.
Tim Burton is racist and mean just because of the n word thing. He's trying to say my dad is bad, but he has no reason.
People Around Orlando
When I was at the mall, I was talking, and some boys, probably Spanish, who seemed small and tall, sounded like they gave all in and said something that sounded like a bad word because I was enjoying conversation with my dad, who doesn't want me to plan things out neatly. Other people aren't helping my situation at home. Some people say things, and no one helps. I am left with what's right and wrong and knowing my needs are unmet. Later, I realize I "don't have" to do some things.
So, then I ate out with my dad, and he made me feel like I had to have the waitress stimulate me in my stomach and probably womb. Well, I had it coming and have forgotten about it. I was feeling it, and it did make me feel weird in a little way. It made my stomach pump for the first time like that, at least since I could ever remember since I lost it in 2005, thinking my life became a recorded experiment and that supposedly I had been suffering undue things, which I believe still and feel I have not received my reward. Another time, though, I felt my head pump in a good way, though I fear it will spin. It's just that my eye spun before for months, so maybe I'm done spinning or something, at least for now, here. :| I mean, it's hard to spin. I've been struggling.
So, then I ate out with my dad, and he made me feel like I had to have the waitress stimulate me in my stomach and probably womb. Well, I had it coming and have forgotten about it. I was feeling it, and it did make me feel weird in a little way. It made my stomach pump for the first time like that, at least since I could ever remember since I lost it in 2005, thinking my life became a recorded experiment and that supposedly I had been suffering undue things, which I believe still and feel I have not received my reward. Another time, though, I felt my head pump in a good way, though I fear it will spin. It's just that my eye spun before for months, so maybe I'm done spinning or something, at least for now, here. :| I mean, it's hard to spin. I've been struggling.
Help!
I am being threatened and so are other people!
HEY, THERE'S A WARBLING RINGING IN MY EAR! I have my ear plugs in and my noisemaker on.
LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU ALL THINK YOU DESERVE STUFF IN LIFE AND NOT ME?
LEAVE ME ALONE. I WANT MY LIFE.
People are being dishonest on their opinion of me, and then I am told the clicks in my room are associated with them under all control of my dad, which I don't like.
HEY, THERE'S A WARBLING RINGING IN MY EAR! I have my ear plugs in and my noisemaker on.
LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU ALL THINK YOU DESERVE STUFF IN LIFE AND NOT ME?
LEAVE ME ALONE. I WANT MY LIFE.
People are being dishonest on their opinion of me, and then I am told the clicks in my room are associated with them under all control of my dad, which I don't like.
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