Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Be Kinder. You are fucking up my world.


So,
'ello lovers.

How are we all doing on this dandy Tuesday morn' ?
Well, i think its Tuesday.. seeing as Rebecca Black never told us what comes after Sunday, we've been having to guess you see. its terribly inconvenient. horribly.

Anyway,
I gather myself here today to speak to you all about something rather violent.
Hate Mail.
Now, we all love hearing about it, perhaps even sending it [you little swines you!]
However, imagine receiving it, oh, i know, dont worry, so you get some angry replies to some of your hilarious tweets.. that doesnt make it hate mail love.
Imagine spending weeks, months and years working on a project, a song or a painting, a dress or a fucking baby, and people feel the need to bash your brains out about it?
Im sorry lovers, but i'd like to see most of us even attempt drawing a circle with eyes using a red crayon.

Why we feel the need to tell artists they suck 'hairy beanbags' i will never be able to comprehend?

I want you all to know, btw, that your mom and dad did a fucking terrible job of creating you, i could do a better job, they suck, your mom sucks hairy beanbags and your dad touches baby boys..

did that feel good? no, did not think so love.
Now, imagine thats what you get constantly? Well not constantly, but enough?

Im pretty sure its illegal, since its like bullying someone.
And when they snap baby, they snap.
Imagine an angry Emilie Autumn un-leashed into society? Oh love, youd better hide.

But what got me this upset about the whole hate mail thing, the Dresden Dolls.
Its terrible that people actually created an online community to BASH THEM?
Am i missing something here? They allow the mentally retarded online these days?
and by mentally retarded i mean those fucking boobs who actually take time out of their obviously busy [fixing everyone's work] lives, to create and comment on a bloody community invented to hurt someone?
Im ashamed to share the same coding as some of you. the basic coding that is.
the shit that gave me a nose and all that.

anyway, if you want to send hate-mail, imagine finding your mom crying on the floor in the kitchen, surrounded by pieces of paper calling her a beanbag sucking lesbian hooker with no tits and brains the size of your dads private area..
rather rude dont you think?

So, like for real guys, dont send hate-mail.
If you are concerned with something, stop listening or write a peaceful letter asking for an answer? insane ne? imagine peacefully asking for an answer?

Check out the whole community of bashers here - I R INTELEGENNNTE.


anyway, i love you all.
more than yoko ono ever could.
Smile fookers, life is short.

ps. the image is an example of a picture sent to the dresden dolls. <3
specifically Amanda Palmer.

pss. if you really need to be rude to someone, send me anger. I can take it.

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