Seems its a constant reminder of how others love to make decisions for you. Especially when it should be your choice to make. I am speaking in general, not primarily directing that at any one thing even though i know i could. Its like going to a resurant and when the waiter comes up to you and asks what you would like go " no you dont want that ill order you this... you will like it better". you wanted steak but got soy burger.. i mean what the fuck... yanno. Here why dont i just be a robot so you can shove a computer disk up my ass so ill do what you want. ill just unpack my own brain and ship it back to Japan. It just pisses me off to no end. What ever happened to common curtousy, back in N.C. it still lives but im not so sure about any where else on the planet. Open the door for a lady, Greet your elders with Ma'm and Sir, Always let the lady go first. Maybe its my southern pride or the fact i was taught that from birth. Another thing that pisses me off is over the past 8 years ive meet so many women who have been beaten by there husbands. what ever happened to the "never strike a lady in anger"? Mother fuckers should be casterated along with the rapist. Only thing i dont understand is how and why would a woman want to go back to a fucker that beats them? I mean, it dont make any sence. Then again women can mentally abuse a man and they too can keep going back. It can work both ways i guess. Some say it because they love them, and that i can understand .. oh man can i understand that ughhhh. Your probly thinking damn this guy is so depressing or depressed.. na its just i hate the way shit is, was, and will be. I figure maybe one day some one will read these and go damn and know exactly what i mean.If no one ever does then that is fine, fuck them. And if you dont like what i write here you can go fuck your self too. I dont give a shit what anyone thinks of me anymore. I'll grab my shield and sword and walk on to fight the next battle if you want to join i welcome you. If not, then go shove a pitchfork up ya ass and wimper "skin told me to do it"