Yes, this is my life

Or Friedrich Nietzsche, whatever. I have a bone to pick with him. This quote mostly " “ When a woman has scholarly inclinations there is usually something wrong with her sexuality ” Really? Its in all of the "Most important quotes' lists and websites. Since hes dead I will just go ahead and list my grievance here. I would like to add a quote to the list. Here is my submission "Go Fuck yourself Freddy!' Oh, maybe if you had fucked yourself you wouldn't have contracted and died from Syphilis. Just sayin'. For the most part I think his writing is total BS. I guess if my father and brother died when I was young I would be mad at God too. Its really easy to challenge your faith in those situations. He never married or had a relationship. He lived with his mother. Hes quoted as saying his best accomplishment was a friendship with another man. I think he would have done a lot less thinking and questioning morality, religion and life if he'd just admitted th

My niece wants to be her for Halloween. I am not thrilled. She has a song out now. The title is text speak. Shes apparently rolling so hard that she cant take the time to spell out three letter words. We R who we R. I’ve got that glitter on my eyes Stockings ripped all up the side Looking sick and sexy-fied So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!) (Sick yes, but if I saw you like that I would assume you were just gang raped and take you to a hospital.) [chorus] Tonight we’re going hard Just like the world is ours We’re tearin’ it apart You know we’re superstars We are who we are! We’re dancing like we’re dumb Our bodies go numb We’ll be forever young You know we’re superstars We are who we are! Or my version Tonight were going hard, just like we are pole stars. We're clearly not that smart, You know we'll have some scars We dont know where we are. Our ears are full of cum I cant sit on my bum My head beats like a drum Hey do you know where we are? There is a part in the be

I have been hearing things the past few days that really just break my heart. So I want to remind you all the you really are perfect. Just like you are right now. I was in Walmart checking out. The cashier and I began chatting about girls clothing. She mentioned her daughter was "fat". She said she is always trying to wear "sexy" clothes and they looked terrible. She said "I have to tell her she is too fat for sexy clothes". She then mentioned she was FIVE YEARS OLD. I wanted to reach across the checkout and throttle her. First, no 5 year old should be trying for "sexy" and how dare she tell her child she is too fat? At ANY AGE! 5 year olds dont even know what sexy is unless their role models are teaching them its important. My sister called me in tears yesterday. She has tried several times to pass college math and is struggling. She is starting to doubt herself as a person because she is crummy at math. I wanted to cry with her right there. A

Every single time I sit down to sew or start a project I think of her. Without fail. I am not sure if its one of my OCD rituals or if she is just that influential in my creativity. I do truly believe that everything I know about art and life, started with her. She was an indescribable personality. I can try but it wont do her justice. If you knew her, you loved her. She was funny and smart. She was resourceful and busy. I don't think she ever sat down for longer than a minute or two. When I think back to my childhood it was with her that I felt the safest, the most loved and encouraged. She had a back bedroom. In that bedroom was a table. It was just an old dining table she converted into a sewing area. It was always filled with fabrics and patterns. She didn't sew every day but there was always a project back there. I remember watching her sew from the bed across the room. The hum of the sewing machine was soothing. Like white noise. I really wish I had asked more questions. W