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First and foremost I wanna thank those who choose to follow my blog. Secondly, before anyone tries to correct me, I prefer an "I" instead of an "E" in my name. Also "I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES I BLOG, NOR DO I HAVE THE DESIRE TO CLAIM ANYONE'S WORK AS MY OWN". If it is my own art and poetry I will obviously let you all know. I try to source as much as possible, there are times I can't so I leave it blank. If you know a source, please let me know so I can credit the artist. I usually blog to my state of mind and how I am feeling at that moment. It does change often, as does my thoughts/feelings. I do not give a fuck of others opinions of me. My blog explains what it is I am into. If it is on my blog, then that is what I like. My blog is simply me. I walk the left handed path and I like odd numbers. I'm Mysterious, and a pretty closed off person, but have no problem to tell fuckers to fuck off when it is due. I speak the truth....Any questions, you all know what to do, Just be yourself.

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I hate when people say money doesn’t buy you happiness. it does. it buys you financial stability, a nice house, nice cars, nice vacations and trips, healthier food, a better education, etc. like wearing burberry while driving around in an audi would probably make me pretty happy too. but it’s just that rich people often take their comfortable lives for granted and end up being spoiled and ungrateful for what they have 

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seriously considering filling my pockets with glitter and whenever someone near me says something really stupid or rude i’ll just reach into my pocket with a dead expression and release the glitter into the sky above their head and watch it shower over them like a baptism of stupid

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Hi, about your son with Autism, i think you should try to acceopt him for the way he is. I don't have autsim, but I know someone who is and i think you should just learn to accept it.


You “know” someone with Autism. You do not live it. This is my life 24/7, I do accept my sons Autsim, but it does not mean I romanticize it. I will say it over and over that I HATE that he has it, even if that will not do anything, but I fight to help him on a daily basis. So again. I accept the fact he has it, I have no choice, but I HATE IT for what it does to him. I will leave it at that, I explained his Autism in previous posts.




When I’m home alone it’s a choice of:

  1. Take selfies all around the house.
  2. Masturbate.
  3. Eat everything

Or all of the above.

I’m all three.

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