"Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change."
-Malcom X
Yeah, I'm mad.
So, get out of my face until I make this right.
And by the looks of it, I think I'm on my own this time around.
Either I've got to try harder or try something else.
If it is meant to be, it eventually will be.
Fuck that.
Fuck destiny, fate, and all that planned shit.
People have the ability to choose their own fate.
Freewill.
I'm mad and I'm fine.
The average person tells four lies a day, and a thousand four hundred sixty lies a year.
A total of eighty-eight thousand by the age of six. And the most common lie is, "I'm fine."
Yeah, go figure.
Cry your eyes out.
I don't stand for animal abuse. I can't stand it.
Any type. But especially? Domesticated cats.
But all in all, animal abuse.
Everything about it riles me up and I will point fingers, no matter what.
It's your job, you need money, it's life, we're humans; we have the upper hand, it's only necessary, animals were made for food.
Fuck off and cry me a river, bitch.
You have a voice, you have a heart, you have a able conscience, you know better.
Too many people will be able to hear your biased side of the story while the animals have absolutely no right to voice out their opinion.
I will voice out for those who don't have a voice.
They have emotions.
Animals are able to feel fear, pain, depression, happiness, love. They're almost human with better intentions.
And as of now? I stand for two things.
Two things that I am confident will get me somewhere.
One, I can only hope and luck will only take me so far because I'm mad.
But this, I will be sure to pursue.
Laying in bed trying to sleep, but my brain won't shut the hell up.Thanks for tuning in on my late night ramblings.
TGIF & Goodnight.
