I had the best ever weekend in Warburton you guys don't even know! We went to the snow! THE SNOW GUYS! And this wasn't just some piss weak snow, this was real AND it was actually snowing. We had a snow fight and we made a snowman and it was AMAZING and ahhh!
In other news, I just had a thought (shock). It's about hating on people. I do it so much. I can think of three people at the moment that I've been hating on religiously. I don't even know why. Isn't that terrible? No one is a bad person. I can't believe it. I get caught up in the excitement of the bitching, the connection that I feel with others when we have a common hatred, and that makes me weak. I hate it. I want to tell you three that I don't hate you. That I know for a fact everyone tells you how much I bitch about you and how much I hate you, but it isn't true. I could never really hate you, even if I wanted to. The only reason that I say awful things to or about you is because I cannot just sit there and watch you destroy your life. I want to help but I don't know how or it isn't my place. I am selfish and rude and weak in that respect and I really am sorry, but watching other people suffer makes me ill. Maybe ignorance is bliss, I don't know. There's a whole lot I don't know actually, but it's fine as long as I tell people that I don't get it. Either way, recently I have been shown the truth about certain people and it's awful, awful, awful. I want you to be as happy as I am, but it's something that I can't share. I want to so desperately, but I can't.
Anyway, sorry about that but I needed to get it off my chest and I'm too silly to say it to anyone really. In conclusion, I'm feeling the love guysh. Feeeeeeeeeeeling the love!
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