I have always loved skulls. I have a groundhog skull in a glass bowl on my desk. I have a mouse in the freezer that I mean to get the skull from. I would actually love to collect more skulls and skeletons, it’s just not something that’s easy to come by unless you have a lot of money or know people who do a lot of hunting.

The thing that gets me is that so many people think collecting skulls is creepy and that people who do it are either evil or damaged somehow. Neither of those things is necessarily true. You never know what kind of person is into collecting what kind off thing. Especially when it comes to artists, we collect all sorts of things for all sorts of reasons.

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I can remember a time when women’s pants all had pockets. It was nice to have a place to put my wallet, change or my hands. Over time, designers stopped putting pockets in a lot of women’s pants. Or worse, they put fake pockets. What’s the deal with that?

I know there are these stupid ideas that all women carry everything in their purse and that ladies don’t put their hands in their pockets, but that’s just nonsense. We’re not all the same. Even though I have a purse, sometimes I don’t want to carry it, or I want to have something in a pocket for easy access. The thing about putting your hands in your pockets, well, that’s just silly.

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Sometimes I really hate using the internet. Why? Because people seem to think that being on the internet gives them a legitimate reason to sound like undereducated morons. “IM speak” and “internet shorthand” have taken over, and people can’t even form coherent sentences anymore. It’s sad and pathetic, and there’s not actually any real excuse for it.

Now, I may not be the most grammatically perfect person in the world, but at least I try. I proofread everything I write online before hitting the post button. Whether it’s my blog or FaceBook or wherever, I try to make sure that I’m presenting the best of myself with everything that I do online. I actually hate Twitter because it’s nearly impossible to express coherent thoughts without being forced to butcher them to fit in the allotted space.

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With society focusing more on wealth and status than on personality, there are a lot of us in the world who are feeling pretty down about ourselves. Not that we have any real reason to, but when the media and the sheeple around you are telling you you’re not good enough, it can be easy to start to feel like you must be a lowly piece of crap because you’re not what they want you to be. People even go so far as to commit suicide because they feel they’re not good enough. It’s bullshit.

I for one will never be one of the sheeple. I will think for myself and be what I want to be. I don’t need to have a lot of money or fancy clothes or surgery to be amazing. I’ve already got that covered. I’m worthy of friendship and love. I’m more amazing than most people know, and it’s their loss for not getting to know me well enough to realize just how amazing I am.

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I know I’ve posted about it before, but this topic keeps bothering me. I really have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that people care more about another person’s income than they do about the person themselves. What the hell is wrong with the world? How can anyone place judgement on another person based solely on what’s in their bank account?

I’ve been poor most of my life. Maybe that’s part of the issue. I’ve repeatedly been on the shit end of this topic. It’s not for lack of trying to make more money; I work my ass off trying to make more. Sometimes shit is just the way it is and you can’t do much about it. However, my lack of money doesn’t make me a bad person or someone unworthy of friends or love.

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