proving the bullshit is bullshit

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I want someone to logically sit here and explain to me why Noctis is so hot! BECAUSE IVE TRIED SOLVING FOR X! I TRIED THE PYTHAGOREAN THEOREM! I TRYED e=mc2 I EVEN TRIED THE 2 PI SQUARE SHIT AND NOTHING IS MAKING SENSE. PLEASE TRY EXPLAINING IT TO ME BECAUSE YOU C A N T!

In this edition of ‘lies Carol Ann Harris told which are actually VERY easy to spot because of footage we have’, I give to you the AMAs…

Suddenly he leaped up like someone had lit a firecracker under his butt and took off after the rest of his fellow band members. Already a full minute in front of Lindsey, they were all gathered on the left side of the stage behind the podium, posing and smiling for the cameras as they waited for him to climb the flight of about fifteen stairs to join them.

And then it happened. Lindsey began to ascend the stairs. His legs looked like they were made of rubber as he started to climb: first one stair, then the next. With each step his legs were getting shakier and looser as though bones were dissolving in front of everyone’s eyes. A stunned silence fell over the auditorium as every living soul watched Lindsey’s progress in morbid fascination - for it was apparent to us all that the newly crowned guitarist of the American Music Awards’ Best Band of the Year was running a 90 percent chance of tumbling backward and landing on his ass in front of millions of TV viewers.

Too stunned to move, I started praying again. Praying that someone - anyone - from the band would go to his rescue. And, once again, my prayers went unanswered. Stevie and Christine, faces hanging slack in shock, stood in dead silence as they watched in horror his stumbling, bandy-legged ascent. Lindsey continued to climb, legs quivering… face beaded in sweat… looking like a character from a B-movie who’d been shot and was dragging out his last moments on earth as he mounted the steps to his pearly gates.

As if this spectacle wasn’t bad enough, Lindsey was not headed toward the podium on stage left. Instead, his superhuman effort was leading him to the opposite side of the stage. He was so cross-eyed, perhaps, that his line of destination was completely on the wrong side of the platform. Rising from my seat, I was on the verge of bolting to his rescue when, miraculously, he made it to the top of the stairs. Swaying and grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, he made a little bow toward his captive audience and waved hello.

Throughout this nightmarish exhibition I tried to keep a smile on my face. Frozen as it might be, at least it masked the sick feeling of dread that was coursing through me like electricity. At least I hoped it did. Just as I felt as though I might scream at the band, “For God’s sake, go help him!” Mick and John raced across the stage and grabbed Lindsey by the arms, guiding him none too gently to the podium.

- Carol Ann Harris, Storms (Chapter Eight)

*Forever annoyed that some people on here conveniently bypass or ignore Cullen’s traumatic experiences/PTSD/brainwashing via fear in their efforts to prove he’s a terrible person*

But can you imagine Larries on a jury?

The same republican white people who holler about gun rights and about the government trying to take their gun rights away whenever gun control is discussed. Are the same ones who try to post pictures of black men with guns to prove that they are thugs...

Who deserve to die. And the one they posted of Antonio Martin wasn’t even of him. Just racist sites desperate to say that he “Had it coming to him” so they post any random picture and say that it’s Antonio.

But even if Antonio has a gun or if any black man has a gun so what.  That is there right to bear arms as so many republicans like to  bring up.  Talk about gun rights and then turn around and bash blacks who choose to explore those rights.

But I guess that the right to bear arms only applies to white people who justify the killing of black men by saying that he had a gun or was suspected of having a  gun.

Yet another example of a racist double standard  American Bullshit society

Personal.


To the two aggressive anons.

I won’t reply to you because I don’t want to pollute my blog with your hateful messages. This is my blog, so it’s my choice whether I reply to you or not, and I decide on what will be posted publicly and what not, not you.

Also, if you truly stood by your statements, you wouldn’t need to turn anon on. The fact that you cannot message me off-anon proves that you do know that what you wrote is bullshit and that your bullshit opinion will not be supported by anyone. You don’t want to get hate messages from others, you don’t want to have a bad reputation, you don’t want to take responsibility for your own statements, that’s why you turned anon on. And this is so incredibly pathetic… (´・ω・`)

If you want me to respect your opinion, then write a message in a respectful manner and turn off the anon-mode. As long as you send me anonymous messages in that tone, I won’t reply.

May 2016 be a year of happiness, success and mental development for you two so that you don’t feel the need anymore to attack other people on internet just because they like the fictional character you hate. Cheers.