I am my own worst enemy

*Has an epic battle with himself*

Why am I having a battle with myself? I seem to like going to websites that I know will make me angry

www.shellytherepublican.com
www.godhatesfags.com

But I guess It also gives me a sense of satisfation in a way. Because then I go to other sites that support it then I feel all warm and fuzzy again, making me feel really happy. Weird right? Haha

I found this really funny video at www.godlovesfags.blogspot.com. I give this blog many applause for making me happy. haha

Here is the video, it is a spoof of the Ex-Gay organizations



Funny right? Haha. I love the part when he is all "Look science!" And it shows a split second of a random graph. Hehe!

Other sites I found that I thought should get many applause for making me happy:

www.godhatesshrimp.com
( I think this is right) www.wouldjesusdiscriminate.com

Woo! Yay for me being happy! I feel like danceing, infact I think I shall, to....Panic! At the Disco! Woot! *Tangos with himself*

Currently Reading: The sisterhood of the traveling pants

Amazing book, I would reccomend it to ANYONE






Currently Listening: Panic! At the Disco: I write sins not tragiteys


Omg, arn't they so sexy! *Swoons then melts*

Could this be a sign?

I looked up "Will Griffiths" On google images and this is one of the results. o.O Maybe it is a mistake? I think not. I have decided that the christian mafia is after me! I mean come on, look at me:



I am a clear target for jesus to strike me with his Gay-zapper!



ZAP! See? My demise is set, I have been convinced that Jesus is going to zap me with his gay zapper of doom!

Doesn't he have such a stalker look on his face? Or is it just me and my gay corrupted mind? Hm. I should stay away from his fellow mafia members now!



But it's okay because I can just call my fellow counterparts: The L.E.Z.Z.Y's! They seem to always come to my rescue! (Call 1-888-Macho-lady and they will be there within 5 minutes on their fighter planes! ^.^)



Lesbians are watching you! So watch out Jesus Mafia! I have my peeps backing me up yo!

How Can I climb higher?

Here I am. Here I was, here I will be, waiting.

I am standing at the edge of the entryway to the life that I see. Each step I could take, the higher I would travel.

Life is but a stairway. A stairway which leads to nothing. It leads to complete darkness. The end is unknown. Then why do we all try to climb the stairway, when it could lead to our feared dimise? Although we share the fear of what we do not understand, we also share another equaly common attribute of wanting to see the end.

The end of our existance. The end of our stairway.

Let me ask you, how can you climb further, if your stairway is invisible? A novel concept, right?

That Is how I feel. I feel as though I do not have a stairway, and If I do, It is an clear and small. My life, I decided, would be spent finding this staircase. This is my first leap, my first leap onto the invisible stairway of my life.