Well, I'm not making this journal just because of the free skins we get to use, no I'm also making it to openly express my feelings right now. Not that any of you care of course. But I'm sick of this, sick of this life, the people I see every day, sick of school, all the needless bloodshed and violence. I'm sick of it all.


in truth I've actually contemplated suicide, but I don't think i could follow through. Too many people would be devastated, in truth. And sadly I have little tolerance for those who would care the most. I am indeed a very troubled young fur, but what the fuck can you do about that, and why should you care? I'll tell you why, but you have full rights to not heed what I say. You should care because no one else will, care about not just me but all the other troubled teens, you should help because you could save a life. Not mine, I've decided that living is my best option.


Now i'm not sure what lead the journal to this point, but I must keep typing. Too little people actually care nowadays, it sickens me. What happened to this planet and it's inhabitants, was there never a time when people cared, for others and animals? What happened to that time. How did things go so wrong? I blame religion (Gasp, you sick monster!) Why? well there's too many fuckin' wars over the subject, what's the damned point? who cares who you fuckin' worship? Why is it so bad to worship Satan or god? Damn people, get a grip!


By now you've probably stopped reading, but if you haven't let me rant further. The matter at hand has shifted again, this time to Furries. What makes us so damned hate-able to the public? What did we ever do? I can understand some of the arguments as to why people might not like them, but still.....I'm sorry for exploding and shoving all my warped thoughts into this journal, but I needed to let something out, even if I could type more....I guess i'm just tired of the human race.