Underage girls that look older and say they’re “18”

ok Statutory rape is Bullshit. have u seen some of the 15 yr olds these days? they look like they're 25. they have big breasts and very curvaceous bodies not to mention they dress slutty as Hell and I know for a fact most of them have already had numerous sexual partners by the time they were 13, we live in an overly sexualized world, it's a curse and it sucks, so don't give me this bullshit about how its not right for guys older than 18 to look and want. any red blooded american male, if he was being completely honest, would tell you that he's seen young girls that he thought were attractive. it's one of the most basic parts of our biology. even recent scientific studies have shown that females and males alike are maturing at a physically advanced rate now. one of the reasons is because of all the steroids in the meat that we eat.

Now if you're 47 and you're following young girls home and viciously raping them then there's obviously something wrong with you and you need to be removed from society but if you're just some 22 year old guy naling a 16 yr old girl who asked you to "hang out" with her and completely agreed to sex in every way than you should be allowed to. if she likes to fuck her pain away that's her decision. women are always talking about rights to their body, where's their rights for this one? we all equally make mistakes and we don't need to be crucified for them.

the law is set up right now where anytime a girls says she was raped no matter what age the cops will pursue the man like he's a serial  murderer of babies. the pursuit and consequences are worsened when it comes to a female that is underage. i wonder how many females claimed rape when nothing happened just so they wouldn't get in trouble or be called a whore. I wonder how many innocent men are in jail because of you? if you're a whore, that's fine but don't send a man to jail for 10 years for something he didn't do. You can call me cynical but its the truth and we need to face it.

The Softball Girl

Do I really have to say it again after the last two blogs?


We all know your lesbians, but why? What is it about softball that makes a girl turns Lezzy? and yes the fact that you’re the size of Venus Williams but white and blonde does scare me a bit. There is nothing in life more scary than a full on, buzz cutted, 12 year old boy lookin, gangsta dressed Bull Dike who probably has a knife in her boot and can kick your ass. Please don’t gang rape me, I know I’m sexy but remember: no means no gentlemen. 


I will say though that I appreciate your candidness. At least you're not running around screaming to high heaven about how you're a big Dike. God doesn't wanna hear that. The gay men just can't seem to keep it to themselves.

The overly masculine male athlete

We get it, you’re gay

You’re excessive display of brutish strength and raw testosterone makes everyone around you openly question whether or not you’re gay. You can play all the sports and lift all the weights you want we all know you're as queer as a three dollar bill or queer as the day is long as all the rednecks that seem to disease the masses around here would say. Looking like an Abercrombie and Fitch model is not masculine, It's actually extremely Gay, but its ok boys we know the truth. Wink wink...fags

Overly Flamboyant Gay Men

We get it, you’re gay

There’s no need to walk around broadcasting the fact that you’re Gay. We all know. The high feminine voice and impeccably neat hair and clothes have already given you away. Not to mention the abundance of question marks that linger after each sentence you say. You’ve overdone the gay thing so much that you’re starting to make your own sexuality the butt of jokes.  Pun intended. Enough is enough girls. 

I don't hate homosexuals i just know it's wrong. Anyone with intelligence and balls will tell you the same.

FYI: Homosexuality was only moved from the classification of a mental disorder in  1973.

Fat Girls and Skinny Jeans

I think my reasoning is quite obvious on this one; however I’ll elaborate simply because I love the sound of my own voice. It’s not visually pleasing to the eyes nor is it sexually pleasing to the genitalia, unless of course you’re a black man, in which case you love to fuck fat white girls. What is it about fat white girls that black guys love so much? No one else like them so I guess someone has too.

No one wants to see every single glazed dimple that your thighs have to offer. If it looks like you’ve been hit in the back of the legs with a sack of marbles, you should be wearing something else... like loose fitting cargo capris.

For God’s sake the only requirement that exists for wearing this horrid piece of clothing is in the tidal. SKINNY Jeans and no they do not make you look skinnier. The weight requirement is 150 lbs. lose some weight or don’t fuckin' wear ‘em. Go back to Lane Bryant and Kato where you belong. Rue 21 isn’t for everyone.

excerpt from my novel American Emo

Chapter III




Love All Over (Dancin’ Til Dawn)



What is love? Well it use to be something worth having. It use to be something special between a man and a woman. Now it’s something completely different. It use to be something very distinct. Now it's something we throw around casually like a hello, a handshake or a smile.

Ever since the 60's we've slowly lost the true meaning of love. We've, piece by piece, lost the purest form of joy, the fresh-cut Colombian. We give and give what the hippies would have called free love, which basically means we sleep with everyone we can. That’s not love, that’s promiscuity. We have all these emotions that consume our body when we touch and kiss and we confuse these emotions with love, when these emotions aren’t really love at all. These emotions are not love, they’re Endorphins.

Endorphins are endogenous opioid polypeptide compounds. They are produced by the pituitary gland and the hypothalamus in vertebrates during strenuous exercise, excitement, pain, death, and orgasm, and they resemble the opiates in their abilities to produce analgesia and a sense of well-being. Endorphins work as "natural pain relievers", whose effects may be enhanced by other medications.

The term "endorphin" implies a pharmacological activity (analogous to the activity of the corticosteroid category of biochemicals) as opposed to a specific chemical formulation. It consists of two parts: endo- and -orphin; these are short forms of the words endogenous and morphine, intended to mean "a morphine-like substance originating from within the body."

The term endorphin rush has been adopted in popular speech to refer to feelings of exhilaration brought on by pain, danger, or other forms of stress, supposedly due to the influence of endorphins. When a nerve impulse reaches the spinal cord, endorphins are released which prevent nerve cells from releasing more pain signals. Immediately after injury, endorphins allow humans to feel a sense of power and control over themselves that allows them to persist with activity for an extended time.

As a matter of fact, during orgasm, large amounts of Endorphins are dumped into the bloodstream, which gives the person achieving the orgasm a general feeling of euphoria and numbness, an effect similar to that of Cocaine and Heroin. So all the good feelings you feel from kissing and touching a person you’re attracted to, is not love, but simply chemical explosions inside your body. A simple human response.

Love is more than a simple human response. Love is powerful. Love conquers all. Love is the ultimate level of care and respect, not adoration and attraction. Love is deeper than that. Love is Real! Love is eternal. Love is fate. Love is Death.

Webster’s Dictionary defines love as; A strong affection for another, arising out of kinship or personal ties. This seems simple enough, right? The only problem is its not. Love is not easy. It’s really hard. It’s really hard to do when they don’t love you back. It’s hard when you love someone who constantly throws your trust away. It’s hard when they constantly cheat on you and treat you like shit because they can’t control a problem, their problem. It’s hard to love a monster.

The hardest part though is being that monster and knowing that you have damaged a person that much and they still love you. They still want you. No matter how much you kick ‘em in the gums they still come back to give you a kiss or suck your cock if desired. They always come back and why, ‘cause they’re a teenage girl in love and they will do anything to keep that love, because that love although putrid, crooked and fucked, is the only thing that makes them feel good about themselves. It’s the only thing in life that pays attention to them, the only thing that loves them.

When a fire becomes that big you can’t extinguish it. You have to just wait for it to go out. I waited for Tosha’s flame to die, but it never ceased. She still hasn’t found anyone. Of course that’s probably because she refuses to look. She believes God will magically place that person in front of her. God will find that person for you if you let him, but you still have to look. Asking God to find them doesn’t take you out of the equation; it just gives you the better vision you need to see the person you desire.

Most of the task of finding the right person lies within you, not the other person. If you’re not right, the person you find can’t be either. That’s why we have such a high divorce rate in America. People don’t want to fix themselves. They always think the other person is the problem. If something doesn’t “feel” right they think “It can’t be me. Must be my spouse” and they divorce them; meanwhile destroying their ability to be in a relationship forever. And God forbid the fuckers produce offspring. That’s another life of sadness and isolation chalked up to the failure to understand what a relationship is. Don’t make your children suffer for your mistakes. Don’t let your children become just another statistic in this God forsaken country.

I can’t take this shit anymore.