You know, some days I really begrudge random people their religious beliefs.

I know I'm an asshole because of this, but I can't help it. Sometimes I see displays of faith and I just think, "You are *such* a superstitious freak. What's *wrong* with you?" It's not really a personal thing against whoemever is doing it, it's just kind of a thing. I can't really explain it and it doesn't affect my opinion of people I already know, but the thought is still there; what's *wrong* with you? I guess it's just something I can't understand, like eating tunafish.

The other thing I often get tired of are people who feel too much. I've had it up to fucking here with the so-called empaths on this planet because all they seem to do with their beloved empathy is bitch and moan. I see none of them going out and actually doing a goddamned thing to actually improve anything, which so many of them claim they want to do. You wanna feel something? Feel my contempt for your thin skin. Feel my contempt for your self-righteousness. Feel me wishing you'd put up or shut the fuck up, you fucking bitches. At least I fully admit, accept and fucking revel in my hypocrisy. I know that I'm what's wrong with the world. Thing is, you are, too, but you don't admit it.

agh...it's just one of those days...