Fun Fact: Do you know that people are calling you racist and I've defended you? Oh no you don't, so I would be careful what you joke about considering. You're going down a little road you don't want to go down. I'm this close to not defending you.
I'm also close to telling you to piss off! I've been your ally/friend for 7 years now and I've lost friend defending you, so let's not go there. Go back to being funny and charming. Ditch the pettiness please. I don't know if it was swipe at me or not, but I don't find trivializing racism as funny. Even if some people are getting are out hand with it, don't make fun of it. It's not funny or cute.
Just don't go there. Don't touch it. You're just making your selves look like assholes.
But seriously that wasn't even funny. It was stupid. Go back to the drawing board.
And yes this is me actually taking a pop at you. Wooo! I wasn't even mad, but now I am. Have fun with that.
P.S. If criticizing a post makes you act like this, than I'm questioning my friendship with you. Maybe I'm overrating, but it sure felt like a low blow.
Battle of the Bastards was freaking awesome!!!!! OMG I still can't get over it. I couldn't breathe during the battle scenes and then I was screaming at the end. I was so out of breath after watching it! Then my husband was killing it! Ahhhh! I fucking love me some Jon Snow!
Kit Harington going marry me. He just doesn't know it yet. Sorry Ygritte, who he's dating in real life. I shall be his wife! Bye girl!
Just in case, I didn't express it enough I don't care what color sim or person wears dreads or braid or anything of that nature. A lot people were being stupid on both sides on tumblr and they were being downright horrible that night.
As for sim simsecret, I didn't even know anything about it except Mares and I only just recently found the site. I will never defend their behavior or what they do there. With a few exceptions, it's bunch of trolls trolling. lol
Now while I'm topic of hair, I need some more curly cc hair. Pretty please. I also f'd up my own hair in real life by taking a bath and it got sweaty. >_<
Well instead of getting Mare Nested. I got Mare Roasted. Ouch.
Well here we go again. I'm about to get serious. I said I wouldn't, but I need to. Starting to get annoyed as I type, so be prepare. This whole freaking post is not directed at Mares b/w, so don't get your panties in a bunch.
Were they human anymore? Was there some semblance of humanity or soul trapped inside their rotten bodies? I wondered as found myself staring at one of the dead. I had knew this person. She was patient of mine. A nice old lady. Had she died only to be reincarnated into mindless flesh eating vessel? Had anybody tried to save her?
"Hey…HEY!“ Matthew whispered putting his hand on my shoulder. "At less you’re looking to get a kiss from grandma here, I suggest we keep it moving! It’s bad enough you talk me into coming. I can’t believe you’re willing to risk your life and mines for some strangers."
I had somehow convinced him to come with me. “Medical supplies” being the key words that sealed the deal. We got lucky these last 2 months only getting a few scratches and bruises, but it would only be matter of time we would need some medical treatment that couldn’t be fix with band-aids or aspirin.
I post a lot crap on my tumblr and forget to post it here, so let me post it here. Selfies, comp pic. new Dead On Arrival, and response to Mares. Yes, I'm going respond. It's not negative really, so don't get any popcorn or pitchforks. I'm all about peace and hair grease now a days. xD
Well the vet appointment went great! Like Aussie Karimasaid under my comments, it was just a benign growth. I think called it a lipomas. Tumor sounds icky, but this one is harmless. Just a fatty lump to go with the rest of her fat. xD Well she did lose 3 pounds, so she is slimming down. I thought she might have gained. So yeah I'm happy. My sweet little fur ball is fine. <3
And if she looks different in the pic, it's because she's rocking her summer coat and the groomer cut the fur off her ears. I didn't want them to cut the ears, but it was kind of matted from ear meds (she has more ears meds. Ear infection queen). They'll grow back. :)
Buuuut I must say thank you to everyone for their love and prayers. I love you guys! <3
Ok. Before I start, this is not me calling out The Mares Nest. I don't plan for this to escalate into a fight or scandal. I care about them and they know that. I'm not trying to embarrass them or discredit them in any way. They've done a lot good in the community in regards to trolls. Now do I agree with them all the time? No. I don't. I have quietly disagree with them on many occasions in the past, but I think that's healthy for people who respect each other from time to time to disagree. It happens. Now I don't post these thoughts publicly due to the fact I respect their opinion and they have usually have proof to back up their claims, but I must say something this time.
I laid upon the floor staring at its moldy tiles. It matched the rest of the decay and ruin that surrounded us now. It seem unreal that just a few months ago we had regular jobs and normal lives. Now we were just trying to survive.
“Nathan, do some work for once. We need food. Matthew shouted peeking up from the store counter. “Canned food preferably.”
That’s all he does now. Shout orders. We barely speak. He’s different. Distant and cold. I use to able to his read mind, but I can’t figure him out now. Shooting dad and sis did something to him.
I got up staring at what was left of the can goods on the near by shelf. Litter and empty cans seem to be the only thing left. I walked over to Matthew wondering if he had been more lucky on his search till we heard a sound. Someone or something had knocked over something.
“Who’s there?” Matthew yelled pointing his gun towards sound. “Speak now or I’ll shoot.”
“We won’t shoot. Just come out.” I said trying to sound friendly.
“Heh. I can’t promise that.” Matthew quipped.
“Because they could be dangerous.”
“And if they were they could have killed me when I was laying on the floor.”
“Which I didn’t agree with in the first place!”
“Hey hey…please don’t shoot. I’m not dangerous.” a small voice echoed out behind the shelves.
A boy stepped out. He looked dirty, disheveled, and downright frightened. “My sister is sick. I was looking for medicine when you came in and I hid,” he said looking down at the floor.
I looked over at Matt smugly and he looked back rolling his eyes. “Kids can be dangerous too you know.” he whispered.
I ignored him and directed my attention to the kid. “So what’s your name? Maybe I can help.”
He told me his name was Nick and that he was 10. Well 10 and half if you asked him. I talked to him for awhile till he calmed down and I agreed to help him to Matt’s disapproval. He led us to an abandon house not too far from the convenience store. The house was gutted and scorched from the fires that swept the city, but it was shelter for Nick’s small family. A man and women met us at the door..
“Mom. Dad. I brought a doctor,” Nick exclaimed.
“I’m no doctor.” I chuckled.
“Certainly not.” Matthew injected.
No, but I have some experience with caring for people. Let me see her.“ I said eyeing Matthew.
We went up a flight of stairs and into a room or what appeared to be room. A gaping hole set where a windows and walls would have been, but a little girl untouched by the wreckage laid still on a bed near by. She was pale and clearly unconscious. I felt for her pulse and I was relived to feel life was still pumping through her veins. Unfortunately I also felt heat radiating from her body. A fever?
“Was she bit?” I asked looking into the concerned faces of Nick and his parents.
The father spoke. “No. She’s not bit. She just ill. She’s been sick for a few days now. I was expecting the fever would have took her by now…if…if she was turning into one of those…things.”
“Well she needs antibiotics. She’s still alive, so her body is fighting it.”
I looked over at Matthew who was eyeing the door. Then I whispered to the parents. “I would like to give her a fighting chance if it’s possible.”
“But we don’t have antibiotics or any meds for the matter” the mother said looking sadden.
“Don’t worry. I know where to get them.” I said winking making sure Matthew didn’t hear me.
Me and Matthew left shortly afterwards. We said nothing as we walked down the road towards what we were calling home now. It was the usual silence. Then without warning he turned around to me with the most intense look.
“That little girl is not going survive, Nate. She’s dead. “They’ll all be dead soon, It’s amazing they’ve last this long.”
“And why are telling me this?” I asked puzzled by the sudden lecture.
“Because I know you. I know your heart and I know you’ll do something stupid just to make things right.” he said narrowing his eyes. “Just please don’t do something stupid.”
He looked at me with one last glance looking weary and sullen. “Let’s go before we run into the dead again like this morning. I still think coming to the city was a big mistake.”
I just stood there feeling guilty.
“I can’t watch her die.” I thought. I can’t let those people down. What if I can find a cure for this thing. My old job has to have some medicine left. I know that place from top to bottom. Maybe I can do this myself, but….
“Should I really lie to Matthew and go alone or should I tell him the truth in hope he goes with me?”
Vote at pollmaker! Just pollmaker now, because it will make my life easier if it’s all in one place. xD All votes are anonymous at less you comment. P.S. And what no zombies you say?! Don’t worry. More zombie action in part 2. Also no poll for part 2. Just results. So vote vote vote for part 1 plz. Going write it ASAP!
So I’m kind of freaking out right now. I found a medium size lump on my dog, Roxie’s tummy/mid section today.I felt something the other day, but I thought it was just a fat roll from how I was holding her. Well I was hoping it was, because she is a fatty patty. xD Anyway the lump is under the fur and it’s pink like the rest of her skin. I pressed it to see if it hurt and she didn’t react at all. She’s also eating and acting normal, but my mind keeps thinking the worse. The dreaded C word. I swear if she has cancer or something horrible and I have to put her down, I’m going be absolutely ruined and inconsolable. I may need to be carried out the vet’s office, because I just can’t. She help me get out of really dark place and she was there for me when my grandfather died. I can’t lose her. Plus my poor baby been through a lot. She has had surgery on both of her legs and we were barely able afford that. Like can she get a break? Can we get a break? Please pray for her. Hopefully it’s nothing more than a bug bite or something stupid I’m overreacting to.
I posted this on tumblr, but her history of illness is all laid out here and I thought my blogspot followers should know. I'm very nervous and a little scared right now. She will be going to the vet ASAP as a lump of that size is nothing to play with. Plus you know I'm super cautious when it comes to her anyway.