Shy C/a/nadian Guy

*buying pads with gf*

gf: “How are you doing?”

cashier: “Good, how are you?”

gf: “Not pregnant.”

"The dream of the future you see dissolves,

And with time so does the apprehension.

The world under sun is no exception,

And all you see around you evolves.

New traits and things familiar can be sensed,

But futile is hope without fruition.

The grief you knew begets no vision.

The happiness you felt becomes regret.

Winter fades and takes its cold and storm.

Spring revives the world with love and warmth.

But still the law: All things decay and age.

Vanity itself won’t dry your tears.

And so you fear as your time draws near,

The world will turn but never change.”

trash-king:

Shrek 3.0 You Are (Not) An All-Star

That movie always went ogre my head

Tis the night of doritos and 50 Cent at 3am

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epPipE4z95I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmM1aqQIkgs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J50yp40pnMA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPhHHl1CypU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aj5hG7DcnHU

There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind

Why is it that people equate ‘equality’ with ‘sameness’?
In “social justice” where feminists want women to be more like men, and racial stereotypes are trying to be mixed into a single bland colourless race. Differences are richness in life, and idiots are trying to get rid of it because they are so concerned with the offense and emotion of others. They are justified as idiots because they act on emotion where they lack the logical context to understand differential criticism/comedy from discrimination. The only thing that should be taken apart and criticized is this movement of irrational emotion that mimics a borg assimilation.

Why is it that people equate ‘equality’ with ‘sameness’?

In “social justice” where feminists want women to be more like men, and racial stereotypes are trying to be mixed into a single bland colourless race. Differences are richness in life, and idiots are trying to get rid of it because they are so concerned with the offense and emotion of others. They are justified as idiots because they act on emotion where they lack the logical context to understand differential criticism/comedy from discrimination. The only thing that should be taken apart and criticized is this movement of irrational emotion that mimics a borg assimilation.

>claims majority of tumblr users are retarded sexually confused social justice femminazzis

>majority of tumblr users react like retarded sexually confused social justice femminazzis

The definite reading theme for Ai-Ren - http://www.mangahere.com/manga/ai_ren/c001/
What if they made an anime where all the characters are based on pop singers and they all go to the same high school?

What if they made an anime where all the characters are based on pop singers and they all go to the same high school?

I’ve made people cry due to my lack of emotions. Recently I made someone very important cry because I didn’t feel the same way about them. Its like I’m suffocated in a blanket of apathy, I don’t find purpose or reason in emotions. And their attempts to empathize with me feel like bullets bouncing off a titanium wall. This isn’t some emo teenager crap because I’m not sad or looking for attention, I just don’t care. A small while ago I decided to eliminate all thoughts and emotion connected to the idea of relationships, this effectively relieved me of many mental and emotional burdens. While I’m more relaxed I find I care less about people’s feelings and more about their utilitarian use. Every person I have ever loved has created a shrine in my heart and mind. Like an altar to how I worship their existence it would fill me with joy and the most fragile emotion of hope, specifically for reciprocation. Of course in this world such a thing of ideology does not exist and when it is found that my feelings are unreciprocated the shrine crumbles into the dust and my heart empties, like my life for the person pouring out onto the cold ground. The pattern is the same every time, so I stopped  the cause of this pattern. I just fear now that my inside is a rotten, black tree, devoid of life. I’m beginning to doubt my feelings and worry, what if I’ve never actually loved anyone my whole life, not even my parents? What if I’m not made for a relationship? What if I’m already dead?

I’ve made people cry due to my lack of emotions. Recently I made someone very important cry because I didn’t feel the same way about them. Its like I’m suffocated in a blanket of apathy, I don’t find purpose or reason in emotions. And their attempts to empathize with me feel like bullets bouncing off a titanium wall. This isn’t some emo teenager crap because I’m not sad or looking for attention, I just don’t care. A small while ago I decided to eliminate all thoughts and emotion connected to the idea of relationships, this effectively relieved me of many mental and emotional burdens. While I’m more relaxed I find I care less about people’s feelings and more about their utilitarian use. Every person I have ever loved has created a shrine in my heart and mind. Like an altar to how I worship their existence it would fill me with joy and the most fragile emotion of hope, specifically for reciprocation. Of course in this world such a thing of ideology does not exist and when it is found that my feelings are unreciprocated the shrine crumbles into the dust and my heart empties, like my life for the person pouring out onto the cold ground. The pattern is the same every time, so I stopped  the cause of this pattern. I just fear now that my inside is a rotten, black tree, devoid of life. I’m beginning to doubt my feelings and worry, what if I’ve never actually loved anyone my whole life, not even my parents? What if I’m not made for a relationship? What if I’m already dead?

my gf is an amazing artist

my gf is an amazing artist

OUR GOD IS A GLORIOUS GOD

OUR GOD IS A GLORIOUS GOD

My Favorite Things

Girls in red ribbons

And bright yellow sashes,

Blue coloured bangs

And long red eyelashes,

Magical girls with black luscious hair

These are a few things I like to declare!

But when a witch strikes,

When I need grief seeds,

When I’m suff-ering.

I just remember my Morning Rescue and then I don’t fear

A thing.