Another, not so nice journal.
For anyone who read my rant, yes, I still believe in it. Thanks. But I'm here on a different note.
1. Why is it that, whenever I post a rant, I'm compelled to turn against it? I swear, after -every single- rant about dolling I've made, where I've wanted to quit, I've wanted to doll with such a huge desire... Well it's the same again. So I'm dolling... I probably won't participate in events though, unless I'm crazy inspired. Which seems to happen at the wrong times but whatever.
2. I'll probably be grounded anyway, so who cares if I doll or not. Might as well make the best of my last week, yes?
3. Oooh the juicy part~! Profanity. Beware.
Why, oh why, am I not allowed to make a rant without being guilted? Why must I feel like the fucking bad guy who should feel about 2 inches tall? Why is it always my
fault? Holy Christ. I can't post a single rant without someone taking it the wrong way, without me, supposedly
, taking things the wrong way, and then suddenly it's my fucking fault. Well screw that. I'm done with that. I'm done with being the goddamn doormat. I've put up with it for so long and I can't anymore. I don't know what or who to believe. So I'm just going to make it simple for myself; I'm not putting up with shit anymore.
So yeah, I'm moving on. I'm voiding what I said about dolling, except for the fact that I probably won't participate in events. Call me a hypocrite, call me whatever, I don't give a hoot. That's another phase of my life.
I'm probably not even coherent right now... whatever... Why can't I make a happy journal for once? You know what, I think I will.
What's up? Life is beautiful! Always look on the bright side of life! Let's dance~! *dance*
... Nevermind... It amused me for a second.
No matter the case if I'm continuing dolling or whatever, I'm still moving to the account of
, so catch me there, 'kay?
I also apologize for the slew of angry journals... I'm sure it's annoying some of you...