Metal people are robots.
Metal people are not flesh people and they have no preference to anything…
Metal fans/ metalheads is the term they were looking for I believe.
Some metalheads ARE depressed all the time, I’m depressed sometimes but usually I’m enraged. Depression is to EMOmusic as rage is to metal. But you know what? Metal and classical,music are very similar. It can be tranquil or calming. There are many different kinds of metal. A new sub genre of metal is created about as fast as an animal goes extinct or a baby is born.(very often)
And who is claiming to know such definitive things about a group of people? Some people DO want to kill people, some people ARE depressed all the time, DO worship Satan, and DO wear black all the time and ARE evil.
And yes any genre of music, the fans are really just in it for the music,(TRUE music?. what about false metal?) but these days fashion has taken over everything from lifestyle to music to decades, feelings, etc etc etc so a lot of people are in it for the fashion.
Aaanyway none of this pertains to the robots in which this “metal people” refers.
This post rebuttle could be much better but in too sleepy for this shit right now
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May 20th
So tumblr is for posting pictures of myself right?
Hiie crappy grainy photo time capsuled selfie.
Last night’s installment of…ME. went to a friends cancer benefit. Donated $20. Wolfed down a burger and fries. Drank one shock top beer and bought a beer and fries for Aldur. Yes yes broke my sobriety but I didn’t get drunk and also fuck it. I lm still not smoking weed which is what has been making me apathetic, lazy, antisocial, timid and blah. Love pot but fuck I need a break to take back my existence or die like a punk. I know I may dress like a punk sshhh. Anyway. I don’t feel bad for drinking.
I gave my brain tumours/cancer friend/ex-lover a badger face (real), a shell, shark teeth aand some good hugs. Be well!
Me Three + years ago.
Answer:
Smoking weed when I first started helped save my life. Im all for decriminalizing marijuana, ESPECIALLY for all of the other wonderful products it can produce. But I would most likely have killed or severely maimed myself if it weren’t for smoking pot, and hell, I had a blast!
I am on a health quest and a learning journey to find myself at my greatest and most pure ( well more so than I have been. One cannot see the pure raw self… Things are not so still or understandable.)
Weed is a great thing but I have been misusing it. Trying to stay in my silent apathy. And that’s shite intelligence! Anything can be used for good or bad.
And on another note, I feel very proud of myself and more clear but not smoking weed… Im very angry all the time and I’ve hurt myself and others and my walls and punched out my mini DVD player screen because we just Fucking had to start skies over like five times to re watch the first Fucking five seconds and freaked out over ordering a pizza instead of going our to eat… I’m a wreck. Pot is wonderful. But hiding your problems is not.
Today i wore this shit for hanging out with my mom.
Shoes I actually purchased years ago. My friend biked to uptown to get them for me.
Skirt was… Oh a recent thrift store tag popped. Need all things leopard print!
Stole some roommate makeup while finding and exploiting her wig.
Shirt borrowed… As vell as le tube top.
Stolen target skivvies(undies) and sox.
Self cut bangarangs. And…. Gifted turtle neclace
Wears roomates wig while she’s at school.
What a shitty wig.
I want one!
| No reason. |
| Stomach turn. |
| Brain cramp. |
| Chest pains. |
| Heart attack. |
| No reason. |
| Feeling dizzy. |
| The wind is tornadoing my ninety degree room. I feel the chems. Being fizzled into my body. |
| Throat sore & raspy. |
| Heart pains. |
| No reason. |
| Stop!!!!! |
| Why? |
| Fuck! |
| It's increasingly windy and warm. |
| Appocalypse approaches. |
| & there will be no more internet and all these thoughts will be forgotten. |
| And all our lives, forgotten. |
| And all this pain... Sent out into the atmosphere. |
| All this love dissipates to the ethos. |
| And all of this power evaporates. |
| And all this effort.... What of that? |
| What will become of me? |
| Where will we go? |
| Will it cease to inflict agony on the heart and soul? |
| Will it incist on lingering in the space time around what was this planet? |
Died in my hallway. My man put it on a plate for me with the dead mouse found in his room. I knew something died in there.
The mouse was on this plate…. I hope it just fell out the window not behind my bed.
cocolocomocchoo:
jesustotalfreak:
primarie:
Have a history teacher explain this if they can.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost a child while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.
Now it gets really weird.
Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy’s Secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
Now hang on to your seat.
Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Ford.”
Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln” made by “Ford.”
Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.
And here’s the “kicker”:
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.
AND……………….:
Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse…
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater…
I saw this had to share just in case anyone did not know.
I WILL NEVER CEASE TO REBLOG THIS
Wtf
This is more than planned conspiracy and on to nutty synchronicity!
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The water is mysteriously off at my house. Were not technicaly renting so…. I walked two blocks to find an available outdoor hose spigot to steal water. Then walked, with many rest stops back with a big lidless jug. All for the sake of pooping. You fill the back of the toilet and it flushes. We’ve got a jug of drinking water, my roommate with a car gets water jugs so were good on that.
Aaaaaand I just found out what happened. Muahahaha. Tell you later. Hilarious. Damn… I was excited for survival instincts. I was ooon that shit.
Mud skillet’s sexy man ass. I drew a butt-erfly on his cheeks like some of the bootylicious strippers I’ve seen. When they make it clap the wings flap! Classy.