prplchknz
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Word to your mother.
my mother appreciates the word, expect thank you flowers in 3-5 weeks
Word to your mother.
Why do you think the narrow box that is your point of view should be imposed on everyone else? What's the obsession with annoying others about lateness, grammar, and with interrupting them, as though they are idiots, then trying to force them to do what you want? What's the obsession with living in your delusions rather than reality? Why would you rather shit on the world than admit you're wrong? Why are you always getting in the way, annoying, insulting, making BS accusations, and forcing yourself onto others?
Yeah, screw that half of everybody on the planet. I guess.
You're calling quadriplegics less than whole people, here. They have souls, too. They are whole and God made them just as He made you and I. I can't believe you would say such a th--if you can figure out how to screw half a person let me know, cuz i think you can only screw people missing limbs and i'm pretty sure most people have all limbs
You're calling quadriplegics less than whole people, here. They have souls, too. They are whole and God made them just as He made you and I. I can't believe you would say such a th--
"He has a J in his type, he's prejudiced."But then again, judgers, guardians especially, are the source of most prejudices the world has seen.
"She's blonde, she's stupid."
"He wears baggy jeans, he's stupid."
"He talks with an accent, he's stupid."
"She lives in a trailer park, she's white trash, sleeping with family members, etc."
"He's black, he's a criminal."
"He's Indian, he's a terrorist."
"He's Indian, he's cheap labor."
"She's Asian, clearly she's obligated to be with me, because I'm white."
It's about me having my time wasted, being tortured and harassed everyday, and being made to say things I don't want to say, and especially in this case, things I already know the answer to. It's about getting me to bitch like some emo faggot all day long so some emo faggot and some dumb bitch can once again try to make themselves feel better at my expense. It's about getting me to swear incessantly, explode constantly, react like a bitch to everything, become stupid, etc, so they can get off on my misery and say how right they were about me. It's about destroying my life, ruining everything I'm about, eating away at every aspect of who I am, laughing about it, getting everyone else to laugh at it, using it to say there's nothing wrong with what they are doing, then doing it again.
Guess it's a moot point now, considering the author of the OP has been banned. Surprising no one.
I am super anal about being on time, and I still get pissed if I am late for things. I've learned to relax about it though and only react when it is appropriate, and take an understanding from it and factor the reason for why someone is late.
I was much worse about it when I was a teenager. Once, when my mom was being late on purpose, I threw her purse out the front door of the house to compel her to go. She wasn't too pleased with that.
Why do you think the narrow box that is your point of view should be imposed on everyone else? What's the obsession with annoying others about lateness, grammar, and with interrupting them, as though they are idiots, then trying to force them to do what you want? What's the obsession with living in your delusions rather than reality? Why would you rather shit on the world than admit you're wrong? Why are you always getting in the way, annoying, insulting, making BS accusations, and forcing yourself onto others?
Hahaha. Wow. If I did that, my mom would've grounded me for my entire teenage years. Yeah, I try to be on time, but I get annoyed if I'm too early or too late. If I am late, I just apologize and realize that I can't do anything about it and move on. As for the organization factor, I was never naturally organized. My room is somewhat messy, but not too bad. If I had time I would clean. I've actually become much more organized over the years, though. If you aren't naturally organized, does that mean you are a perceiver?
If I am late, I just apologize and realize that I can't do anything about it and move on.