So, I was shown an image saying genders aren’t binary, but you can only buy the shirt for males and females.
You know, I’m going to start from this point, because I already wrote so much/everything, but I’ll go backwards just to go forward.
I hate these types of people. I hate each and every type of person that has a petty problem. I’ve seen disabled people, mentally retarded people, and more. I’ve seen homeless people, I’ve seen a bit for a humble nobody. I’ve seen dozens and dozens of shoes, each different. People suffer all the same, we all have one common ground.
Yet, if you have a healthy body, then you’re one of those entitled snowflakes. People would kill to be normal or even healthy. You think I feel bad about how some high schoolers committed suicide? One was a quarterback for a high school football team, he had a nice healthy body and a loving family, but still dropped dead. How the hell do you come up with that conclusion?
THINK ABOUT THOSE WHO GET BULLIED AND LIVE IN POVERTY? THERE’S A HEAVY LINK TO THAT, BULLIED POOR CHILDREN.
Healthy bodies, to boot?! I mean, I’ve seen diseases, I’ve seen people suffer, suffering so much that they want to end it, but can’t.
Yet, you flourish and want to discard things, or “struggle’ over next to nothing. I hate those types so much! There’s much suffering, and their contribution is to form a community of other entitled pricks who only claim to care about others. Genuine care puts others above your own.
That and where are my non-binary lions. Nature has it’s share of oddities, but nature’s pretty seamless normally. That’s kind of what the idea of nature is. Normal, streamlined. Hell, dogs can commit suicide, and on TV earlier, I felt bad over a dog nearly bleeding to death due to surgical complications. It lived.
I mean, who the hell has the time to bring up these problems? I’m wasting, literally, choosing to waste my time on this drivel to gain next to nothing other than some mental clarity. There’s only one person I know who’ll even read all this text, word for word, to word, from words.
Thank you, people with stupid problems, for making me think and reflect on my life, ultimately wasting 2 hours.
Whoops… I went on wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy tooooo long.
4930 words, and counting.