aut viam inveniam aut faciam (original) (raw)
29 September 2009 @ 09:07 pm
That banner is gonna gimme nightmare now xDDDDD
How hard is it to wash your goddamn hands when you come home?
NOT FECKING HARD, REALLY! If you ever tell me that you do not need to wash your hands, I am going to rip out your throat and stuff it down your rear end, seriously.
Do you trust others will wash their goddamn hands after they use the bathroom?
Do you trust others will sneeze into a tissue instead of on their hands?
Do you trust others will not pick their nose and eat it or pick it and then not wash theirs after wards?
No, I do not trust other people at all. I do not even know them. I am not in a mood to chase every single fucking one of them and ask if they wash their hands. I DO NOT give a damn whether they walk thru a field full of dog crap bare footed while happily play with so called crap with their hands. But I do care for my own health and people around me so I wash my hands as soon as I come home.
SO WASH YOUR HANDS! It is called a basic hygiene. Jeezers, fecking christ, am I the only person whose parents taught the importance of basic hygiene or something?
If you care for someone, FECKING wash your hands first.
This rant has been brought to you by a very cranky person who is disgusted at the lack of common sense in so many people.
Current Mood: cynical
27 December 2008 @ 04:33 pm
This is very powerful post.
It truly moves you and makes you think.
Current Mood: thoughtful
Doctor's Beliefs Hinder Patient Care
( full text for Link phobicsCollapse )
... This article left me frothing at the mouth while spewing new invented swear words. I am sorry, you object to your patient's decision? Then just what the fuck are you doing in the medical field?
You are paid to treat patients, not to bombard them with your morals and beliefs! If you want to do that, I suggest a change of profession ASAP. You do realize that there is a job called, 'clergyman/woman' EH?
If some doctor pulled that kind of shit on me, I'd just walk away without paying anything at all!
By the way bashorg is totally love. Boo to the idiots who thinks the guy deserves to get bitten by the little shit! If that happened to me, I would not care whether I was related to the brat or not. I'd kick it so hard, it would go fly over the fence.
Current Mood: enraged
21 January 2006 @ 02:02 am
For you animal lovers on the right coast:
"The West Jersey Animal Shelter is closing at the end of this month. The Pennsauken, NJ shelter had it's license revoked due to unkept and dangerous conditions for the animals. There are currently 31 dogs and 5 cats on the premises that are in desperate need of adoption. If these animals are not adopted by the end of the month, they will be euthanized.
The West Jersey Animal Shelter is open for adoptions Monday through Friday from 11 a.m. until 4 p.m. and from 11 a.m. until 5 p.m. on Saturdays and Sundays. Phone (856) 486-2180.
I DONT CARE WHERE YOU LIVE WE ALL GOT FRIENDS ON OUR LISTS FROM ALL OVER THE USA PLEASE PLEASE REPOST EVERY REPOST COULD SAVE A ANIMALS LIFE IN NEED
Even if you can't adopt an animal, please repost this.. Eventually it will reach someone you can.. Even if only one pet is adopted, that's still a big difference for that animal's life."
11 August 2005 @ 12:37 pm
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.
Current Mood: blah
Current Music: Linkin Park - In the End
Taken from a community (vaginapagina) that I frequent at. Credit goes to the original poster:
( i hate it when my personal info gets into teh hands of strangers!!Collapse )
01 January 2002 @ 10:13 am