Saturday, 31 January 2015

16 Times Kids Creeped Us Right Out

18 Times Kids Creeped Us Right Out
Times Kids Creeped Us Right Out
Times Kids Creeped Us Right Out
A sound in the night, a scary face, or jumping off a cliff. What scares you may not scare the next, but we're all afraid of something! Then, there are the creepy things in life that tend to be a little more universal in their overall reception. Creepy children seem to take the cake in this instance. I'm not talking about the laughing, happy, and vibrant children running with bows in their hair and smiles that won't stop, but the ones with something a little more sinister going on. From The Ring, The Grudge, or The Shining these kids give us the creeps, or maybe just 'the' movies, we're still looking into that one. It's hard to believe something so innocent can become so frightening. These pictures are sure to give you the creeps, all thanks to children.


 1. We'll blame this one on the camera.

We'll blame this one on the camera.

2. When crocheting has gone too far.

When crocheting has gone too far.

3. Russian children absorbing their daily vitamin D.


Russian children absorbing their daily vitamin D.


 4. Well, wouldn't this be pleasant to wake to on your birthday.

Well, wouldn't this be pleasant to wake to on your birthday.

5. This creepy little trick.


This creepy little trick.

6. "It's my home."


"It's my home."

7. "Hi Mommy"


"Hi Mommy"

8. People should only be subjected to such sights in museums.

People should only be subjected to such sights in museums.

9. Going to hang out with Jimmy from down the block.


Going to hang out with Jimmy from down the block.


 10. When Halloween was actually terrifying.

When Halloween was actually terrifying.

11. Whatever you do, don't go down to the basement.

Whatever you do, don't go down to the basement.

 12. Oh, Halloween.

Oh, Halloween.

13. When you're flipping through old family albums, and happen upon this. 

When you're flipping through old family albums, and happen upon this.


 14. Baby cams: keeping kids safe.

Baby cams: keeping kids safe.

15. This photo someone hid in this child's toy.


This photo someone hid in this child's toy.


 16. She found her son's room like this in the morning.

She found her son's room like this in the morning.




Tuesday, 13 January 2015

Bad Fathers – I Care Less About The Bitches




I care less about the bitches  Lyrics
I found my little puddle of wine
Sex Defenderfour big wheels and a little design
it's been dug deep if I fall in I'll climb
but I ain't afraid to get in above my head
I care less
tell me yes
Tell me what to resist
tell me do you really want me or is this just a kiss
I don't care either way I'm pretty easy going
I care less about the bitches and I know ya'll know it
Wait wait Oh Hey to the left to the left
Wait wait Oh Hey to the left to the left
Everything that I got in a box to the left
Hey your box is to the left then we talked till I left
I care less about the bitches X4

I might do a few drugs  Yeah
It don't hurt a thing
I might have a few guns Yeah
Yeah It might mean at thing or two
I might shoot em up for fun Yeah
It don't hurt a thing
You know it don't mean much
if it ain't got that swing
Some of my best friend s are girls
all right and when it comes to the sex all night
it
ain't a thing ain't a ride on a migraine
I just wanna hang out with my friends until the night change
Some of my best friend s are girls
all right and
when it comes to the sex all night
it
ain't a thing ain't a ride on a migraine
I care less about a bitch unless she's really on me
I care less about the bitchesX4
I said it don't mean a thing if you can't sing
just do your thing and I'll do my thing
and we'll make sweet music in this hotel queen
Ya ya know I got 40 on that low cal green
and I don't give a fuck if you can't buck up
just get your ass out the way when you see the truck
coming
I care less about the bitches X4

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

I'm fucking evil

I'm fucking evil
I grew up inherently thinking I was a "good" person because I existed and experienced my consciousness subjectively. Even when I did shitty things, I didn't really think at my core I was a terrible person. After seeing how selfish I am, and consistently doing absolutely nothing to change it, I now see clearly that I'm cold blooded.
For a long time I've wished my dad would die. He's never done anything wrong to me; I just regret not having a "man" of a father who disciplined their child properly or helped mold them into a man. I'm 22 years old and I live with him, in the house he pays for, and I still hate him. Today we found out he might have cancer. This isn't even a scenario where I feel like I'm the one who caused it, or I feel bad about wishing that. I'm more worried about MYSELF and how I feel no remorse. Maybe I'm a sociopath. I've worked really hard to act like I have empathy, but I don't know if I really feel it.
I'm entirely consumed in how miserable I feel about knowing I'm descending into insanity and I don't have the willpower, discipline or care to pull myself out. The only power I feel like I have anymore is posting stupid little blurbs like this so that I can read the comments that say, "you're not a bad person," and believe them for a few seconds until I take a good objective look at myself. Beating myself up feels good because somebody else has to come save me, and I crave that more than anything since I'm incapable of doing so on my own. It's up to me to change my opinion about myself and take action and responsibility for my life, and I'm not going to fucking do it because I'm a selfish, hateful, arrogant child. All I care about now is getting myself into a position where I can get so much respect and love from people that I can continue justifying my selfishness. I can't act the way I truly feel because rejection is much too painful to me, I would rather lie instead and have the hope that I might be accepted at some point. I blame the world for me feeling this way because I literally (using it in it's completely proper context here) do not understand how to take responsibility.