Sunday, 23 October 2011
12:46:37 PM (GMT)
My dad is insane; I've known that forever. But... It's getting old.
He has so many freaking problems with me because of stupid things. Like, he
thinks I'm goth or whatever. Obviously not. For one thing, goth is for cool people:
automatic disqualification there. And for another, just cuz I wear black doesn't
mean anything. I just like black. Because it's the best.
And he thinks that I shouldn't die my hair black. Because apparently it's his belief
that God made my hair brown so it has to stay that way. But obviously,
God has no problem with black hair! I mean, it's actually his favorite color of hair.
Because look at a map of the world: Asia. Black hair. Africa? Black hair. Native
Americans? Black hair! Islanders and native Australians? Black hair. And what about
South American natives? Yup, black hair. The only place without black hair is
Europe and surrounding places and even then, some people still have black hair
there. If God had a problem with it, He wouldn't have made it the dominant gene!!!
And my music. My dad thinks it's horrible just because he can't handle screamed
vocals and he calls it 'devil music' EVEN THOUGH I listen to Christian bands. And my
sisters listen to rap music and stuff that talks about drugs and sex and such and
WHATEVER right? Ugh.
Oh, and hey, guess what? If blood and bones were bad, God wouldn't have FILLED US
Last edited: 25 October 2011