Nail, anyone?

coffin

What a fucking nightmare. I just had the most retarded, loud, fucked up fight in recent memory. It’s the fight you have when every single other fight on Earth has already been had at least 12 times already, and you just need one more. I feel betrayed. I feel helpless, and I feel completely fucking doomed all around.

What could be the cause of this major disaster, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you this much; it was because of a comment posted on this site. If you’re bored and interested, go read the comments that people have posted. See if there is even ONE fucking comment anywhere that should ever cause any difficulty in my adult life. In my opinion, you shouldn’t find one.

Honestly, there’s no solution. I’m left with some serious aftermath to deal with, and none of my options are great. A year ago, this would have been much easier.

In the meantime, I need to find a way to password protect this entire site. When you first come to it, you would need to enter a login and password, but after that you should be automatically logged in. I’m not sure if WordPress offers that, but I’m looking into it. It will probably cut down on who views the site, both out of laziness and peoples desire to remain anonymous, but I feel like I have to. I hate that I feel that way, but I do.

Truly, my life sucks. Change is imminent. I hope.

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