ShutUpAndLookAtThis

hi.

I like you better than real people

I love you

I love you too.

I_Grabbed_A_Gun_And Started Following you
Then commented on my profile saying
"I have Kittens, Candy, One Direction, Tom Daley and Jenna Marbles in my van. Just hop in to make all your hopes and dreams come true..."
I replied
"I'll only come if you get Michael Jackson too. >:|"
I then got the reply
"well, you can have his body.."
I replied
"SERIOUSLY?! >:O

...I'll take it. >:]"
And that's how I roll

Guys I need some advice
So starting Tuesday I am going to be going to a public school
Now, I have been homeschooled all my life..
sooo... I'm very nervous
Yeah yeah I've had a tour of the school
I've gotten my schedule
but I'm still  very nervous
I'm sure it'll take me FOREVER to get to each class
my locker is on the 3rd floor
and A LOOOT of my classes are on the 1st
I'm so scared
I don't think anyone will like me...
and I feel so bloated right now
which makes me feel fat
which makes me worry no one will like me because I'll be ugly...
What if I get sick on the first day
What if my bloodsugar (I have diabetes type 1) goes very low and I have to go to the nurse and then it'll make me late for class
what if no one likes me
I feel like crying

 

Me  Soap is a prime example.
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nmf/nmq

I believe that James Homles
is innocent
ok kill me
Yeah, I believe he is innocent
NO that DOES NOT mean that I have or feel no sympathy for the people that have been injured, killed, or  their families
It means that I believe he has Schizophrenia
Now, that's what I believe... that doesn't mean it is true.. but I strongly believe he does
that is a terrible and VERY VERY powerful disease
Most people say a disease is no excuse for killing people
And I would agree, but this disease takes over your whole mind
you can't control ANYTHING
You basically aren't yourself anymore, you are a different person
He has done NOTHING.. NOTHING wrong in his life.
And we are going to judge him for something he can't help, and for something that was one day?
Now granted, I DO feel very sympathetic for those people, but that doesn't mean I don't feel sympathetic to him, too.
so are we really going to kill him with the death penalty, when he can't help it?
Are we going to say "It's just a disease.. it can't take over his mind"
are we really going to do that?
If so, I have no more faith in humanity
 

Holding her moms hand she walked down the hall, looking at all the pretty pictures made by last year preschool class.
She abruptly stopped as she saw a drawn picture of a house with the family outside of it.
She was always curious why whenever she saw a picture of a family, she always saw a mom and a dad, and of course the rest of the family. But she never understood why her family, which didn’t seem like much of a family to her, never had a dad.
Her mother felt the tug of her being pulled back as Maggie stopped. As she turned she saw her daughter looking at the drawn house of a preschooler with the family outside.
  “Come along Maggie, it’s your very first day of school, mustn’t be late” She sighed.
Maggie was hesitant to follow, being her first day, but followed nonetheless.
They approached the classroom and peeked inside. Maggie’s eyes widened as she saw little boys and girls playing with the most wonderful and colorful of toys. Maggie looked up to her mother with her big green eyes, as if she was asking for permission with her eyes. She nodded slightly, saying it was ok. Maggie immediately went for the toy train set, as she had never seen such a wonderful track in all her of short life! As she approached the trains, a boy pushed past her. He turned around and looked disgusted, “Trains are for boys, not girls, stupid.” He spit. Maggie was shocked at how rude he was.
“No they aren’t.” She said in her know-it-all voice. But he just seemed to ignore her. She looked back at her mom and saw her talking with the teacher, and wondered what they could be talking about.
“She doesn’t really come from normal family.” Her mother, also known as Nancy, quickly said. The teacher smiled “She’ll be fine, I’ll keep an eye on her.”
Nancy looked around the room until she spotted Maggie, she motioned her to come. Maggie saw her mother and walked over to her with her chubby little legs. “Yes?” She asked. “I’m going to leave, but I’ll be back in a of couple hours.” Nancy smiled nervously. Maggie didn’t like that idea! But nonetheless, she didn’t want to worry her mother. So she responded by saying “Ok, I love you. Tell mommy I love her too.”
All of a sudden the teachers, whose name was Mrs. Gardner, smile dropped.
“What does she mean by ‘Mommy?” Mrs. Gardner questioned. Nancy stared at her for a minute, not able to find the right words. Maggie didn’t understand why her mother wasn’t answering, so she answered for her, “I have two Mommies.”