Okay, so there’s just something that’s been really bothering me lately. I usually don’t like to talk about religion, because it’s such a vast and controversial topic, but I am getting really tired of all the tension between believers and non-believers. You believe in God? Cool, go write a Bible. You don’t believe in God? Alright, that’s cool too, go write an essay on evolution. But don’t try and shove your beliefs down other peoples’ throats. Personally, I’m not a very religious person. I don’t go to Sunday mass, I’m a firm supporter of both same sex marriage and abortion, and I find the whole “creation” story a bit hard to believe. However, I do believe in God, and I do believe in Heaven and Hell, and I believe in fate, and luck, and karma, and that everything happens for a reason. Atheists, I’m sorry some Christians and other religious believers are so oppressive. But not all of us are. So please stop blatantly telling us we’re wrong for our beliefs. It’s called an opinion for a reason. Can’t we all just live happily in life and not worry so fucking much about what happens after we die?
I’ll just leave this here.
I am such a bad writer it’s embarrassing
why can’t I have Conor Oberst or Jane Austen or George Orwell or John Green or Thomas Hardy poeticalness, like really
If I read something that I wrote as the reader I would shred and burn it
Same here…
I’m in the middle of reading The Fault in Our Stars. Why is it so good? T.T
Edward Spoonhands by Hank Green
Edward and Edwina Spoonhands
Have a pretty hard time of it.
They can hardly eat cereal
And they can only type about three words a minute
But they both agree
It’s not as bad as it could be
So they clack their big ol’ fingers
And they sing a little song for you and me.



















