I don’t suffer from a condition called hybristophelia, I thoroughly enjoy it.

When I have a child, if he or she decided they’d like to start smoking then I think I’ll just tell them to go ahead and I couldn’t stop them from doing it anyways, but I promise you’ll be regretting it in the end.


I am so paranoid lately, I can’t imagine how our soldiers handle it. Every plane that flies over, anything that sounds like a helicopter, tornado sirens and loud banging noises, they’re all fucking freaking me out. I’ll catch myself running outside and staring at the sky until I’m sure there’s no planes circling the perimeter. It doesn’t help at all that I live right by an Air Force base. ISIS has beat me. I am ashamed.

Elliot Rodger’s… autobio

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I watched some of those Elliot Rodger YouTube videos. Needless to say that guy was absolutely delusional and I don’t know a single person who would be desperate enough to even consider dating him. After skimming his “autobiography”, which was probably the most boring thing I’ve ever read, it seems to me his biggest problem in life was girls not wanting to fuck him. Gee, I wonder why. Probably because he seemed to be the most narcissistic, socially annoying, creepy, shallow, and unnaturally envious person I’ve ever heard of. Not to mention he talked exactly like Anthony Jeselnik, that weirdly obnoxious Tosh.0/Conan ripoff. Like every single word he said was so important and interesting. As much as I seem to catch a fancy for most mass murderers histories and minds, psychologically, the only thing this guy seems to me is lonely, pathetic, and delusional, and in no way of interest to me except to rant about something on Tumblr. So thank you Tumblr, for being there when I need to bitch about something stupid. ‘Preciate ya.