(Source: blisterss, via pizzacrust)
CURRENT MOON
Animal rights, black metal, and the moon.
I've existed for twenty two years.
I reside in Downtown Detroit.
Lone wolf forver.
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Vengeance for the dead, Freedom for the enslaved.: decodethefallenmoon: This is the exact reason why I hate a large...
This is the exact reason why I hate a large portion of vegans. Whoops I’m gonna ruin everyone’s day by food shaming them because they eat meat and dairy products and see the entire industry as cruel and ignore actual food chain sciences, the fact that humans are…
Life update; I’m currently still living in Detroit. Same apartment, same life. (Except for a beautiful creature from Brooklyn resides in my bedroom) I’ve been extremely sober lately. I’ve lost quite a few “friends” due to the fact that I have not been consuming alcohol or inhaling smoke from plants. Besides having my partner I legitimately feel like I suddenly have no friends. I’ve dropped somewhere between 20- 30 pounds just by being more active and fairly tweaking my diet. I’m starting to hate where I live again. I’m starting to hate the faces I see everyday. I’m starting to think more and more about how I don’t belong in Detroit. All that’s been brewing in my brain lately is how uninspired I am here and how badly I still would love to reside on the North West coast of this country. My room mate’s feline, the only creature I have an extremely deep connection with is relocating. Ever since I moved into the apartment, the cat constantly remained in my room or around my room. I didn’t understand them when I first moved in, now I can’t function without them and feel like we’re inseparable. I feel heartbroken and as I type this right now tears gather in the ducts of my eyes. I’m scared that my room mate will take the creature to their mom’s house, my room mate’s mother will take Travis to the vet, and they’re life will be taken. Travis an old cat but has so much life left and I fear that I’m the only one that sees it due to the fact that Travis opens up to me so much. My eighteen year old sibling recently obtained a D.U.I. and is screwed. I’m terrified of the thought of them rotting in jail, being surrounded my fucking pigs constantly, and having scum bags take advantage of them in more ways than one. Sean’s so young and has so much to learn and is ruining the future that could potentially be filled with so many glorious things. The only thing that’s keeping me here is my manager position at work and the state of health my father is currently in. I figure that if I keep my job for 1-2 years it would look really great on a resume and after I relocate it will be easier for me to obtain employment. I keep coming across the truth between myself and certain individuals and it makes me sick to my stomach. I’ve been biting my tongue for days upon days just to avoid conversation with humans I loathe. I’m living in a nightmare.
Besides all of the extremely negative aspects of my life; I’m starting to save up money to get heavily tattooed and get my earlobes fixed. I’ve been studying chakras, meditation and crystals more to help being a more positive person. My partner has so kindly taken my bicycle to a local shop to get repaired and in working condition. Did I also mention how fucking in love I am? It’s difficult to wake up everyday to a person I adore and never want to part, spend hours with them- only to have to leave, drag my hooves to work, serve business men and women that don’t give a shit about me- tip me the minimal amount after paying for their check with a large bill after I, for some fucking reason bust my ass to make sure they’re as satisfied as they could ever be, deal with those scum bags for hours upon hours, exhausted due to pretending to be the happiest person in America, close the restaurant alone, march up the stairs to my apartment and do the same thing in twelve hours. Why do I give such a shit about my job? I don’t legitimately care about 99% of the people that come into my work. I don’t want to do this for the rest of my life. I keep trying to convince myself that this will all be worth it. Time flies and I’ll save up enough money to move to New York for a short amount of time or move West- where I truly want to be. I will live the way I want to soon. I will be happy most of the time. I will.
No one understands how they’re fucking up the planet. No one understands these assholes that are taking over everything. No one understands the lies. No one understand the unjustifiable slaughter of creatures that deserve to have a voice. All you fucking do is consume. You take, and you never give.
I guess I just feel extremely misunderstood like Godzilla.
So much for an “update”.
/End rant.
