Sunday, June 26, 2011

Sex and dying in a high society.

Okay, so for some reason 16 And Pregnant is on my TV at the moment and I started watching it. It just got me thinking about what would happen if Destany got pregnant. I guess it's kind of a personal topic but I'm pretty sure she's the only one who reads this. So, I guess if she got pregnant there are a lot of pros and a lot of cons. I'll try to make this simple..


1. The chances of us being together 'til death become higher than they already are.
2. We would probably move in together once the baby's born.
3. We'd be closer emotionally. (If that makes sense)
4. When the kid get's older we'd still be young
5. We would have a kid, a family.
6. We'd be happy..


1. We'd probably both get kicked out.
2. We have no money to take care of the child..
3. If for some reason someone wanted to leave the other one, they couldn't.
4. We probably wouldn't graduate.
5. Wouldn't be able to live our life. (Meaning we'd HAVE to take care of the baby 24/7)

I guess, either way it's about the same.. I mean, if we got kicked out we'd probably lose the child to CPS. But someone would take us in.. right? If her mom wouldn't, my mom probably would and if my mom wouldn't her mom probably would. If not I'm sure there's someone. My cousins would, I know they would. The we'd move to San Diego which we were planning on doing anyway.. Interesting. I guess it would be like skipping ahead in time. into where we would be around 30, but we'd be 16.. so we lose out on our 20's life style, but we'd also get out of this Hell called being a teenager.. It's interesting to think about. If we would for sure move to San Diego with my cousins. I wouldn't mind at all..
What is on my mind.. well, today my mom's been gone all day and I've been fighting the temptation to leave the house and go to Destany's house. It's a 4 hour walk on a rather dangerous road and I would do it in a second if I knew I wouldn't get caught.. I could go over there, climb through her window and who knows what would happen, it doesn't matter because that's between me and her. So fuck off. It's too late to go now which is rather disappointing.. although, I've often thought about running away from home and just chilling in her closet all summer. =] It could happen.

I just watched Easy A. Destany told me to watch it forever ago and I had wanted to see it for quite some time, so I finally watched it. Best movie ever, well, one of 'em. If you haven't seen it you should definitely go watch it because it's a pretty awesome movie. =] 

I wish Dest was here right now. Honestly, I've only seen her once this summer and if we're being completely honest I miss her. But I don't want to bitch to the world about my petty problems because there is someone out there trying to deal with a much worse problem. So, I try to keep to myself. The moral here: Stop your bitching and get a grip. I hate seeing people all over facebook when they do shit like this:

June 1st: Slutty Bitch is in a relationship
June 2nd: Slutty Bitch says: I LOOOOOOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!!
June 4th: Slutty Bitch is Single
June 5th: I miss him so much! :'(

......... No one cares -_-
Stop your bitching.
I hate this generation and I'm extremely tempted to delete Facebook all together. I'm really not dependent on it like everyone else is. I don't spend my Saturday night playing Farmville -_- I'm not even saying I'm cool and all I do is party. I spend my days/nights Skating and listening to music. No one has parties in the mountains, that's one thing I hate about living here. There is absolutely nothing to do except the school sluts. I guess I got the bad end of this deal because unlike other guys, I find sluts to be repulsive. -_- It's like "Get the fuck off me, bitch!"  Gah! I'm done with this complaining. 

Next thought. My arm is disintegrating. I got a sunburn and now my skins falling off O.o But only the arm Destany punched -_- If my arm falls off I blame you... :] That'd be pretty insane to only have one arm.. Typing would take forever. That's the first thing I think of? Such a fucking nerd -_-  

I want to rule the world. It would be amazing. 

Scratch that. I just want to set the world on fire. 

I have a reoccurring dream that this guy is trying to kill me. He has a sniper rifle and for some reason he was trying to get into my room. This was the only time I actually woke up and remembered the dream, then I remembered all the other times he tried to kill me, but last night was different. I killed him. Took the gun from his hands and shot him in the head. 

On another note: I want a pony.

I think that's all for my useless rants. Until next time. Goodbye my friends. 

Saturday, June 25, 2011

I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks

Well, it's been a while since I've written, so I shall write! My dog is being obnoxiously cute right now.. this may take a while -_-

Okay, a couple days ago is where I shall start. I went over to Destany's house to give her a Heart-Shaped Box (Nirvana inspired =D) I made it and spray painted it black. Then carved our initials on the bottom. She liked it and I made her smile, which is all I really cared about =] I'm really glad I got to see her, it was the first time all summer.

 It was fun, first her mom was sitting in the living room with us, I was on one couch, Destany was on the other. Then her mom walked out the front door and her sisters started playing simon says. Destany got up to get her phone and I stole her seat [Which was really just a pathetic attempt at making her sit by me (which worked so shut up(: )] Anyway, after that we sat on the couch and watched Futurama as her sisters were running around building blanket forts and stuffs like that. =] It was actually a lot of fun, I mean, I kind of wish we could have gone in her room and been alone for a while, but it's okay because it was still fun. Sitting there with her, as kid's ran around in the living room, I don't know it just felt kind of like a family, you know? I know it's her sisters but it felt like one day we would really have that scene for ourselves. It's was kind of nice..

Her mom said I can come over again at some point, but I don't know when that will be. I hope not too far away, I mean, I really wanna see her again. I think my family is having a party for the Fourth of July so I'm going to invite her mom to come with her family and hopefully they will, because then Destany and I can hang out in my room all day... to play scrabble.. and talk about school..  yeah.. that's it. ;] Anyway, that would be really rad.

I think, that's all I have to say for now. Goodbye friends.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Kids with guns. Kids with guns. Taking over. It won't be long.

I had the best dream last night =D

Okay, okay. So, here's how it went. I was back in school and everyone was heading to the buses because school just ended. The buses are all lined up and I was standing behind the back one. I don't know why but I was completely psychotic. I had a gun and as everyone was walking toward my bus I was shooting them. Well, the ones who looked at me funny and the ones I didn't like. The were all dying. But in my dreams I jump from place to place randomly. All of a sudden I was being chased by people and I thought I ran out of ammo but I didn't because I shot them all. Then I saw J.R. and Justice (2 kid's from my school who I hate) I shot them both as I ran by. Then I was looking down at a big group of people as I ran by and I shot the ones I didn't like in the face. So much blood. Then I made it back to the bus. All my friends were on it. So. Blake and Destany. I was looking out the window of the first seat, behind the drivers. As everyone was running toward my bus I was just killing them all. Letting some go by. The ones who got by stood in a group outside the bus door and I didn't care about them, they weren't bothering me. I just kept shooting everyone I didn't like and watching them bleed out, watching their heads explode like fireworks. I quite enjoyed it.. I woke up happy.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Fuck father's day. I don't know what it is about being intoxicated that makes me want to blog. Back to my original point. Fuck father's day. I walked out and heard my older brother and my mom talking about going to breakfast sunday and at this point I wasn't sure what Sunday was. I asked why and she said "Because it's fun" Because it's fun? We never go to breakfast. Fuck breakfast. I'm pissed tonight. I asked what the occasion was and she said "well it is father's day.." Oh THANK YOU! Let's Go To BRREAKfast to reMIND me that my fucking father was a douche bag who walked out on us by commitign fucking suicide. I'm sorry dad, I guess someone should have told you down the road you'd have to choose between your kids and your drugs. FUCK YOU! I don't know if I really hate him, but I find it easier to be pissed off then depressed. So my above statement stands. Fuck You Dad! I'm fucking glad you're gone you selfish son of a bitch. Okay. I had something else to write about. What the fuck? I can't recall.. -_-

I've become pissed off recently. I can't stop reading that email.. and everytime I do I get infuriated adn one day. I'm gonna take out that rage on the person who eventually wrote it. You see I'm building up anger and storing it for a rainy day. And by rainy day I mean the day I run into the bastard. The day I'm arrested for slitting his throat. The day I tear his fucking eyes out with my hands. The day I stab him repeatedly. I need to release the anger from the words. The vile words repeating in my head. The immense hatred I feel is unbearable, explainable I can't.. I forgot the rest of that thought. Anyway, Just know I hate you bitch and someday I will slit your throat. I should probably be careful what I write, eh? I don't even think or know if I should even post this shit. Fuck you! I don't give a shit anymore.. about anythign. Fuck my life. I just don't fucking know where I am or where I'm meant t obe or where I want to be. Well, I know where I want to be, I want t obe in San Diego, right now, with my cousins. I wanna go there overf summer. Hell I wanna go there forever. Fuck. It'll never happen. I'm stuck in this Hell hole.

I don't wanna do anything for Fathers day. Why should I? Father's day is a day made to celebrate fathers everywhere. So lets go down the check list..
Am I a father... Fuck No
Do I have a father.. Fuck No
Do I have a father figure.. Fuck No,
So why the fuck should I celebrate? Fuck that shit, I'm not going to breakfast. They can fucking go without me. We used to celebrate with my grandpa.. but you know what? He's a jack ass. He doesn't care about us why should he? In his eyes I'm just a Satan worshiper because I don't believe in a God. Fuck YOu! Okay? Just because I don't need your imaginary friend to help me get through life, doesn't mean I'm a terrible person. I'm a terrile person for other reasons. Fuck,. I'm a terrible person. Fuck this shit, I'm out. See ya.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

A lots been on my mind. I know I haven't posted in a while but that's because it's summer vacation which means I'm at home all day listening to music and skating. Pretty boring, but whatever. Yesterday (?) I went to Oakhurst and saw Kayla at the pizza factory. While we were there an old lady walked by so I waved and said hi then Kayla, without thinking, said "Jacob don't scare the old people" Old people! Right in front of the lady! The lady just walked off and about 10 minutes later she came back and Kayla said "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to call you old" and all that. I'm innocently laughing and guess who gets insulted by the lady? The kid who called her old or the innocent bi-stander! That's right, it was me! The lady was like "It's okay! I thought he was your brother and he was retarded" What the fuck? The old bag calls me retarded! Whatta bitch! Evidently you can't wave at someone without being retarded. -_-

What else has happened over summer? Well today I went to the pool with Blake and Sam. That was pretty fun, it was 7 - 9 so it wasn't all bright out. I love swimming at night. Or at least after the sun sets, but it's best when the stars are out.

Hmmm, nothing else has really happened. I mean, mentally a lot has happened. I've been thinking so much.. There's nothing else to do. Some thoughts are good... some thoughts are bad... some thoughts are about slitting throats and some thoughts are confusing yet understandable and those specific thoughts, or thought rather, makes me start a whole new line of thought. More of a decision, you know? I hate making big decisions.. I wish I could see the future so I know what I'm suppose to do. I don't know what to do anymore.. I just don't know.. about anything..

But I'm okay, for now. I shall just continue listening to Ska and living life day by day. See ya 'round. =]

- Jacob.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Are we the last living souls?

Just a random note: I made a tumblr, It's extremely obnoxious and looking in retrospect I don't know why I made it, but I did. I don't know how often I'll post there and it will probably be mostly about music, skating, and short comic strips that I find amusing. Kind of like Hobotopia (Liiiink --> <-- Check it out =] But anyway, here is the link to my tumblr if anyone decides to care =]

The lights come on, I track her moves. Locking the door.. crossing the room.

So this is me once I figured out my phone had a night vision option. =]

Sha la la la... Sha la la la la...

What is on my mind at the moment? I'd have to say music. I'm now on a search to find the best band ever.. It's nearly impossible to choose. Horrorpops? Maybe.. The Cramps? Possibly.. Jack Off Jill? Probable.. or maybe not even Psychobilly music at all. Maybe something more like The Cure, or Blur. Maybe Even Depeche Mode.. Who knows? It could even be The Clash, or The Jam.. 20/20.. X..  I think this is an impossible task. I can't choose a favorite band. It's not possible. It's just not possible.. D=

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I've built my life around you. Time makes you bolder even children get older and I'm getting older too.

A question is impossible to ask for the answer is impossible to come about. One way or another you will get an answer but the rationality of the answer itself is often questionable. That being said, how do you ask a question with a deep desire for an answer from the mind? The heart tends to interfere with our answers time and time again giving us a false outlook on the world. How do we know what's real? What is meant to exist and what is meant to have long since faded by. How does one know when the heart interrupts the mind and channels it's own thoughts while simultaneously overriding the honest, rational answer that comes from the mind? I don't know.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

I never thought I'd die alone, another six months I'll be unknown. Give all my things to all my friends, you'll never step foot in my room again.

So I've been thinking a lot. About life, death, and all that's in between.. What if I don't want to get old? I mean, I don't want to wake up one day, realize I'm 80 and think back to the days when I was young and know that I'll never be like that again.. I wish I could just stop aging at 30 but still die in 70 years or so. Also, I don't want to see the people I love die away before me..
Another thing that's been on my mind that ties in with all this life and death ranting is Destany and I. I know it'd be rad to die together, but the chances of that are small. One of us will die first.. I want it to be me because I don't want to handle her death, but at the same time I don't want to put her through the pain of losing me. So.. I want to die last, because she will never have to be alone again. I just worry. I worry what I would do if I lost her and I worry what she would do if she lost me. I mean anything can happen.. I could get hit by a car tomorrow and die, or get kidnapped and never see her face again.. I would die. and I'm not even exaggerating. I can't live without her. I refuse to be afraid of death because I refuse to live my life in fear. I'd much rather tempt death by living life to it's fullest. I guess the moral to this thought is just live like you're gonna die tomorrow and you'll die knowing you lived a great life. I know it'll be a while before I'm 80, but that doesn't stop me from being kidnapped and shot or hit by a car or robbed and stabbed in my house.. Anything could happen.. I wish I was with Dest.. =\
Well, I haven't written in a while so I decided I would.

Today is the first day of summer, it already sucks(: This morning while I was laying in my bed I was deciding the best way of getting to Destany's house in the middle of the night. If I left at 12 I could get there in a few hours (Depending on HOW I get there) adn I wouldn't have to be home until 3ish 'cause my mom works 'til then and my older broher is never home. The only person who would know I was gone is Stevie, but I can pay him not to tell on me.. now I just need some way of getting there...

Random note: I've decided  that sleeping in jeans is lame. Convenient, but lame. So I then decided to start sleeping in my boxers. I bet you're picturing me in my boxers. Just my boxers. O.o Hehehe... =] I guess sleeping in just your boxers could be convenient too.. depends on who's with you. =]

Yesterday was good for the most part. First I had 2 hours in Spanish which kind of sucked a lot. But it's okay. Then I had gym 2 hours in gym which was pretty awesome. I just hung out with Destany, Katie, and Eric while everyone else was in the pool. We played follow the leader and we spun around a lot. =] Then I tried to attack Destany.. Let's just say I ended up with my face in between her legs because things got really wet. ;] No seriously, the grass was wet and I slipped and fell on me arse. She just happened to turn around at that moment. =] Anyway, that was fun. Then Katie and Eric left and Ashlie came over. We laid down on the cement because, well, the grass was wet (As I had found out earlier.) We talked for a while, then Natalya came over and while she was talking to Ashlie I kissed Destany which was actually a pretty rad kiss until the kids behind the fence popped out of no where and started screaming shit. But it's all good. =] Then we all went to the gym and Destany started crying because we're gonna be apart for so long.. Anyway, After class we said good bye to everyone and Destany and I went to the buses the back way because there's no one back there. We said goodbye.

Then school was out, I walked to town with Amy, Bridgette, Forrest, and Ray. I also realized at this point that I still had Destany's headphones so.. yeah. I'll bring them over when I bring over the thing that I made in wood shop for you. =] Anyway, we hung out in town, walked to little Caesars and got a pizza then went to Raley's where I stole Amy a doughnut 'cause I'm cool like that ;] Then we went over to Vons, I found a CVS shopping cart so Forrest pushed me around in it.. through Vons =] It was fun, we kept waving to see how many people would wave back at us. People just looked at us like we're stupid. Especially when I was in the basket.. =] Then I left, my grandma picked me up to get a haircut.

Then I went home and hung out with Stevie for a while until my mom got home. She asked me if I wanted to go to the graduation for YHS because Gretchen (Nick's [my brother] girlfriend) gave us some tickets.I said sure why not. I got there and hung out with Eric, Katie, Jackie, and Natalya. That was pretty fun. I was taking pictures of random people. =] Everything was cool until someone pointed out Austin was sitting across from us.. I thought I could be okay around him, but every time I see him I see the guy I almost lost Destany too. The guy that she almost left me for. The guy that's probably better for than me. The guy that she should probably be with. But it's okay. I guess it'll just take some more time.

Then we went home. I must say though, I worry myself sometimes. On the way home I unconsciously told my mom that Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy is hot.. I didn't even realize there was anything weird about that until my mom asked if I like guys.. O.o So, I just thought I'd share that bit of information with you people.

Have a great life, I'll see ya 'round.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

I can't find myself

My thoughts, too hollow to write about and too deep to even begin.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

From the outside looking in we shout the anthem of our lives.

1. Your boy side

[X] you love hoodies. 
[x] you love jeans. 
[I'm indifferent] dogs are better than cats. 
[Depends] it’s hilarious when people get hurt. 
[ ] shopping is torture 
[ x] sad movies suck
[ x] you own a car racing game. 
[ X] you played with hot wheels cars as a kid.
[X ] at some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter. 
[X] you owned a ds, ps2, n64, or sega. 
[] you used to be obsessed with power rangers. 
[Unfortunately] you have watched sports on tv.
[X] gory movies are cool. 
[Ha.. ] you go to your dad for advice. 
[ ] you own like a trillion baseball caps. 
[ ] you used to collect hockey cards. 
[] baggy sweats are comfy to wear.
[] it’s kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people. 
[X] green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colours. 
[X] you love to go crazy and not care what people think. 
[] sports are fun.
[X] you sometimes talk with food in your mouth. 
[Never!] you sleep with your socks on at night. 
[Twice =\] you have fished at least once.
2. Your girl side

[] you love to shop. 
[Once.] you wear eyeliner. 
[Headphones count?] you wear the color pink
[] you go to your mom to talk. 
[] you consider cheerleading a sport.
[X] you hate wearing the color black. 
[] you like going to the mall.
[] you like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
[] you like wearing jewelry. 
[] you cried watching the notebook.
[] dresses are a big part of your wardrobe. 
[] shopping is one of your favorite hobbies. 
[Never seen it..] you don’t like the movie star wars. 
[] you are/were in gymnastics. 
[X] it can take you around one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up.
[How much SHOULD you smile] you smile a lot more than you should. 
[] you have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
[X] you care about what you look like. 
[] you like wearing dresses when you can. 
[] you like wearing high heel shoes. 
[] you used to play with dolls as little kid. 
[] you like putting make-up on others. 
[ ] you like being the star of everything. 
[X] pink is one of your favorite colors.
3. Appearance

[] i am shorter than 5′5″. 
[X] i have many scars. 
[] i tan/burn easily. 
[] i wish my hair was a different color.
[] i have friends who have never seen my natural hair colour. 
[X] i want a tattoo. 
[X] i am self-conscious about my appearance. 
[ X] i’ve had/have braces. 
[] i’ve been told i’m attractive by a complete stranger. 
[ ] i have more than two piercings.
[] i want piercings in places besides my ears.

4. Experiences
[] i’ve gotten lost in my city. 
[x] i’ve seen a shooting star. 
[x]  i’ve wished on a shooting star. 
[x] i’ve seen a meteor shower. 
[I sleep in jeans and boxers..] i’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. 
[X] I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator. 
[X] i’ve kicked a guy where it hurts. 
[X] i’ve been to a casino. 
[ ] i’ve been skydiving. 
[] i’ve gone skinny-dipping. 
[ ] i’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. 
[ ] i’ve crashed a car. 
[ ] i’ve been skiing.
[X ] i’ve been in a musical. 
[x ] i’ve caught a snowflake or snow on my tongue. 
[ ] i’ve seen the northern lights. 
[] i’ve sat on a rooftop at night. 
[XXX] i’ve played a prank on someone. 
[X] i’ve ridden in a taxi. 
[...]  i’ve seen the rocky horror picture show. 
[X =\] i’ve eaten sushi. 
[X] i’ve been snowboarding.
5. Relationships

[] i’m single. 
[X] i’m in a relationship. 
[ ] i’m engaged. 
[ ] i’m married. 
[x] i miss someone right now. 
[ ] i’ve gotten divorced. 
[X] i’ve told someone i loved them when i didn’t. 
[] i’ve told someone i didn’t love them when i did.
6. Honesty/crime 

[x] i’ve done something i promised someone else i wouldn’t. 
[x] i’ve done something i promised myself i wouldn’t. 
[X] i’ve snuck out 
[XXX] i’ve lied to my parents about where i am. 
[X] i’ve cheated while playing a game. 
[ ] i’ve ran a red light. 
[X] i’ve witnessed a crime. 
[ ] i’ve been in a fist fight.
[ ] i’ve been arrested.
7. Death and suicide

[] i’m afraid of dying. 
[] i hate funerals. 
[X] i’ve seen someone/something dying. 
[X...] someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide. 
[X] i’ve planned my own suicide before.
[I should do that] i’ve written a eulogy for myself.
8. Random

[HA!] i can sing well 
[] i’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.
[] i open up to others easily.
[ ] i watch the news.
[ ] i don’t kill bugs.
[ x] i sing in the shower. 
[X ] i am a morning person. 
[X ] i paid for a cell phone ring tone. 
[] i am a sports fanatic.
[] i twirl my hair. 
[x] i care about grammar. 
[ ] i have “?”’s in my screen name.
[ x] i’ve copied more than 30 cd’s in a day. 
[I don't know, I've never been cooked] i bake well. 
[X] my favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red, blue, black, purple, or orange. 
[Again.. jeans and boxers ] i would wear pajamas to school.
[ ] i like martha stewart. 
[] i laugh at my own jokes.
[] i eat fast food weekly.
[] i’ve not turned anything in and still got an a in a certain class.
[X] i can’t sleep if there is a spider/cockroach in the room. 
[No comment] i am ticklish. 
[I'm indifferent] i love white chocolate. 
[] i bite my nails. 
[X] i’m good at remembering faces. 
[] i’m good at remembering names. 
[Just important ones.] i’m good at remembering dates. 
[X] i honestly have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.
[X] all my answers were totally honest.

I've been waiting for something for so long to show me the answers that I want. A reason to believe in that's so strong, but I don't think that it exists.

I wrote this speech for my English final, I'm going to present it tomorrow to the class.

Hello, I'm Jacob and I'll be talking about creationism and why I'm against it, basically why I don't believe in God.

First and foremost it's because of all the useless pain and suffering in the world. I mean we watch the news and see rapist and child molesters taking victims everyday. I hear kids walking around saying things like "I'm gonna rape you" and laughing about it, but it's not funny. 683,000 forced rapes happen every year which if you do the math comes out to 1,871 every day, 78 every hour and about 1 every minute. So where's your God then? Where's your God when kid's are being beaten by their parents, when kids resort to self-mutilation such as cutting and burning, when kids commit suicide because the pain became too much to handle, when kids become bulimic and anorexic. Where's your god then?

Another reason I don't believe is because of all the disease in the world. If God was really as righteous and caring as you make him out to be then wouldn't he take everyone in a peaceful way? Not torture them with disease like cancer until they're begging for death. And I know not everyone dies from cancer, you may say it's a miracle from God that  they survived, but if it was God then it sounds to me like he was just playing a sick joke on the poor bastard by giving him cancer in the first place.

Alright, when people ask me why I don't believe in God, I say "The questions not why I don't believe in God, but why do you?" You see I've got fact on my side, you just have faith. Everyday scientist find facts that further prove the theory of evolution with the use of fossils and carbon dating, However creationism is based on just fact. The only way you can prove God exists is if he comes down here himself and says "Hey guys what's up, I exist" and we all go off and have a cocktail party with him. But that will never happen. My point is, is doesn't matter how many people believe in God, it still doesn't prove his existence. I mean, what's more reasonable to believe in, fact or faith?

You see, people believe in God and do good things because they're afraid if they don't they will go to Hell. Well, the difference between you and me is I do good things and don't expect anything in return, you do good things to get into Heaven. You won't go to Hell if you don't do good things, but do them anyway 'cause it's not gonna hurt.

Now I'm not saying there's anything wrong with faith because there isn't. Not until it starts affecting others. You can't reject a member of society because of their sexuality or because they don't share your beliefs. I mean you can't hate someone for who they are, Your God made them that way, right? My point is faith can be dangerous. In fact, Richard Dawkins once said "It is fashionable to wax apocalyptic about thrreats to humanity posed by the AIDS Virus, Mad Cow Disease, and many others, but I believe a case can be made that faith is one of the world's great evils, comparable to the small pox disease, but harder to eradicate." What he's saying is faith is as dangerous as  Small Pox, it's just harder to get rid of.

So tell me, why doesn't  your God step up and stop all this pain and suffering, all the agony that comes from disease, all the discrimination in our society? My best guess: Your God doesn't exist.

- Jacob Schumaker