Brain Graffiti

When my mind wanders, it goes to strange places, and brings back souvenirs. You want one?

Seriously, FUCK RELIGION

Okay. Yes, mom. My girlfriend is Buddhist. SO FUCKING WHAT?! With a single fact, my mom was able to deduce that she is no good for me. She then starts quoting scripture and bullshit about eternal damnation like she’s a fucking expert on the matter. Lady, I may be a godless heathen now, but you don’t even go to church; don’t preach what you don’t practice. OH, WAIT! You’re a Christian; it’s pretty much what you guys do as a full time job.

Mom, do you even know who my girlfriend is, or what she does? She is an occupational therapy major, and does community service. She has a kind heart, and is always eager to help others. AND I LOVE HER FOR THAT. She makes me feel like all my problems are gone whenever we are together. She is a good person, and I will FUCKING ANNIHILATE ANYONE WHO TELLS ME OTHERWISE.

Mom, I love you, and you brought me into this world and raised me, but every time you devolve into a closed-mined, melodramatic bigot, I die a little.

Well, I’ve barely been awake for 5 minutes, and I’m already pissed as fuck. Fuck religion, fuck this house, and fuck anyone who remotely agrees with this despicable viewpoint. Go back to the Middle Ages and die of bubonic plague, you uneducated, yeast-infected cunts.