I Am Fucking Appalled And Embittered By This Criminal Act. The Whole Thing Should Be Brought Before The

So that's how the elephant keeps getting in...

There comes a point in life when you just have to accept that shit is pervasive and persistent... I'm there now...

Imagine if cats were to occupy theaters like people, and they all got absolutely into the movies they watched, like this kid. I'd go to the theater just to stand in the lobby or outside, for a chance to see a stampede of cats unfold. It'd be better than the movie, I feel.

omggggg

Calling a Japanese internment camp survivor a tool just cause you want to keep engaging in Holocaust denialism in peace is very brave, Herr Goebbels.

What are you talking about, little troll?

Before you answer that, please, do go fuck yourself.

The funny thing in this skit is that it is no longer funny. No, sadly, this is what life has become in a great many places...

You Woke?

And the Heavens taught me that anything can happen, as long as you stay for the whole show...

You literally were arguing with them on some dumb topics swallowing their insults lmao. Tf happened to your memory

And you are? And I care why?

Forget that. Please just piss off. No one cares. And you're pathetic.

Casually cruising the 'Net this morning after watching a sunrise in splendid (yet regrettable) solitude this morning, I rediscovered these images. Beyond the ultimate tragedy that I know lies beyond in this story, it still stirred that romantic solar flare in my heart. Am I the only one that believes kissing is the most sensuous, most erotic, most erogenous of all physical expressions of love and intimacy?

I hope the answer is no. I might weep otherwise...

Heaving heart is full of pain Oh, oh, the aching ‘Cause I’m kissing you, oh I’m kissing you

The one flake that can't be put into the box is the one who dumped all the others onto the table...

And I have no biases against anyone, before anyone unleashes their ire on me. Hair color, skin color, eye color, ethnicity, gender, sexual preference, and all of the other motes that make up each and every one of us inhabiting this world, now, in the past, and the present, are particles that make up a greater creation, and I look at each person based on individual creative beauty. Each is unique and each is important to me. So, calm down, and just chuckle. And if you must satisfy the need for vitriol and retaliation for an imagined slight, then hit me with a Scots-Irish joke. That's my ancestral palette... I can guarantee you I won't get angry or go on a rant.

A Blonde calls her boyfriend and says, “Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can’t figure out how to get started.”

Her boyfriend asks, “What is it supposed to be when it’s finished?”

The blonde says, “According to the picture on the box, it’s a rooster.”

Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table. He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says,

“First of all, no matter what we do, we’re not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster.”

He then takes her hand and says, “Secondly, I want you to relax. Let’s have a nice cup of tea, and then….. he said with a deep sigh” …………

“Let’s put all these Corn Flakes back in the box

rest in peace leelah. you’re gone, but not forgotten

It's always a sad moment when a child resorts to this to escape loneliness and despair. Parents out there: just because you don't understand or necessarily approve of your child/children's preferences in ANYTHING, please do not box them in and shut them down. Explore who and what the child is and what he or she is experiencing. Look past labels and the constraints of a society that trends toward rigidity and cold rejection of anything it can't or won't understand. Embrace your child as the most precious gift you will ever, ever, EVER receive. Hold onto that gift as if it is the only thing that matters in your life, from the time that child is born into your life until the day their hands rest atop your cooling hands. Do not let that brilliant star die, and please stoke the fires of love and humanity that burn as embers in the children. Know love and grace, and live eternally through your children.

For Leelah Alcorn, may you rest in beautiful repose in a greater existence. I never knew you, but as a person and a parent, I feel your absence from this world. My tears flow for what was lost to the world.

And for Leelah's parents: You don't deserve the other children in your life, not if you are so willing to throw one aside to mold your life for the approval of others. May you spend the rest of your petty, pointless lives mired in shame and regret. And I hope your other children abandon you as you did Leelah.