| Archive for May, 2007 | ![]() |
| Loveletters: Cosplay | ![]() |
| Posted by Microdot - Tuesday, May 1st, 2007 |
|
yes… i see. i must have it all wrong. let’s recap, shall we? you dress up in costumes. check. no… i think i’ve pretty much nailed it there “aerisgirl”. whats sad, is that you can’t see the problem yourself. sure… there are plenty of others like you. but unlike you, they are stored in padded rooms, with big white jackets and get electroshock therapy to make the voices go away. now… dont get me wrong. im not saying this is an abomination, or that something needs to be done here by the public. i live on the bleeding edge of the boundary of societies acceptance, and could give a shit less what anyone says or thinks about me. but, unlike you, my mind, and views, are based in this little thing i like to call reality. i mean… sure… its fun to pretend sometimes. like just the other night i pretended to be your moms daddy. i spanked her for being bad. she was very bad. we pretended all night long. but, that was in a motel 6… not a convention hall on display. (at least not that time) the point here is this: when you are 8 years old, and want to do this… great. more power to you kid. live it up. but when you are 35, live at home with mommy, and go out to conventions on the weekends dressed as a game character, you give an all new meaning to the word “pathetic-shitbag-destined-to-be-a-future-serial-killer”. so… do i think you should be forced to stop? not at all. do i think you should seek mental help to unfuck your brain? you bet your sweet level 9 mage ass i do. LIGHTNING BOLT! LIGHTNING BOLT! |
| Posted in Loveletters, Old Articles | |
| Search |
| Status |
|
You are currently browsing the Microdot blog archives for May, 2007. |
| Navigation |
| Categories |
|
| Links |



Microdoted.com - The Front End

