So today at work, me and a few coworkers were having lunch in the break room. Someone brought up that they have a church function to attend tomorrow and then suddenly everyone felt the need to talk about their religions.
When it came around to being my turn to talk (mind you, it was me and five other people, and they just included me in the conversation) I simply said this:
"I have no religion. I don’t believe in god, I don’t believe in Satan. I don’t believe in anything.. except myself."
I don’t consider myself an atheist or a Satanist (nor am I practitioner or LaVeyan Satanism or Pagan/Witchcraft/etc.) even though I like to play up the whole satanic angle (just to fuck around with people). I guess I’m considered Agnostic? Although I believe in (SOME) things that may or may not exist beyond metaphysical form, so I suppose Diet Agnostic is more the term… Idk. Either way, I have no believe in the divine nor the damn if we’re talking textbook terms.
Well. I pissed off a few people. “You need Christ”, “it’s never too late”, “we’re here for you”, “you need to feel his embrace”… I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING.
I’ve gotten this my whole life. Kids called me devil worshipper in middle school cuz I dressed “goth”. I don’t get it. People just feel the need to put me in a box labeled “EVIL”.
I don’t need his embrace. I don’t need to worship a book/god that bases everything off ignorance and fear. I let them know that, and that I’m perfectly happy in my godless life. But, it’s just sad that its 2013, and people still wanna throw a bible in your face and pray for forgiveness.
In my opinion, some people should’ve been drowned during their baptism.. Probably would’ve spared the world of another ignorant fool.
Ok, I’m done ranting now.
So, I have a herniated disk AND a pinched sciatic nerve… And I’m going to the gym. I haven’t been there for three weeks :/. Let’s hope I don’t die. Not gonna get too crazy, but I’m a little… Meh.
6am-3pm: I worked my ass off for pretentiously (even annoyingly) “patriotic” customers.
3:45pm-9pm: a combination of a shower, Kingdom Hearts, sleeping and eating (in no correct order)
9:15pm-Now: dinner, watched Jawbreaker, showered, cleansed and did a face mask, bed.
Just. Another. Fucking. Day.
(I hope all my drunk friends are being safe though… I don’t wanna get a call saying y’all are in the hospital from drunkenly shooting fireworks out you dick hole/vagina or got someone pregnant… Or died)
No one in my house is a partier. My dad decided to be sober, so he killed the party. And we’re all ok with that. Lol. Just have to deal with neighbors shooting fireworks till 3am.
Tbh, nothing feels better than a trimmed pubic area and shaved balls.
Put an assumption in my ask. I’ll confirm or dispute it. I’m not gonna be mean or anything, I’m just very interested.