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Ignorance

One man, a stupid one i might add, once said, "ignorance is bliss," i find that man ridiculous, because in fact, ignorance is the prettier face of stupidity, and intolerance is the most pure brand of stupidity. In fact, this post is about, intolerance, mainly, racism.
I find that someone who has a lot to say, in general, is simply afraid to act. you can talk stories all your life about what you will do, but until you do, you've never helped anyone. And the people that talk alot about other peoples "downfalls," like, skin color, intelligence, or my least favorite, religion.
The people that see people as worse because of these characteristics, are in fact much worse, stupid, and less worthy of existence than the people who they are talking about.
No one should be discriminated against, or judged for anything less than who they are, the actions they choose to make, and the reasons they choose to do them. I'll admit that when i see a black "G" walking down the street, ill think of them as someone less acceptable by my standards, but also, ill do the same thing for a white or Mexican, or anyone dressing, walking, and acting according to a stereotype that in my experience is less contributing to society than any other.

Only the beggining.

Dad, Dennis Leland Ward, my dad, my mother fucking dad, died, in October, and ever since, ive become detached, less social, more seclusive. And i know that my friends don't like it, but its how i strive, how i stay alive.
One of my best friends, also died recently, and you know what i felt. nothing, i came to this realization in a sudden halt of emotional decisions, and a simple walk to the school psychiatrist, (whom i never actually thought did anything)
She told me i suffer from emotional repression, or rather, i would suffer, if i could really feel it. One of my favorite comedians talked about one of the cures for emotional repression, which is writing down your thoughts and feelings. I choose blog, abunch of my friends are doing it.

First things first, I love my girlfriend, that emotion is not repressed, its mostly the bad ones, like guilt, sadness, all balled up in the back of my mind, boiling into anger.

People annoy me, especially dramatic ones, or bullies, or strange mixtures of these two brands of stupid, people that bully with drama, or bully and talk drama, its all a big ball of faggotesque annoyance. This particular blog is really random, itll get better eventually