kevin

Hiding behind your keyboard can’t protect you forever. Talking shit about other people is going to catch up to you. Frankly, I’m not even close to half the people you gossip about but they’re still my classmates and peers. I will fucking destroy you. 

Food for thought:

It seems like the people who made the video had a lot of time (and money) on their hands. Last I checked, UNICEF didn’t spend this much time to produce, film, and edit MTV dramas. It’s absurd. If you guys were really concerned with helping out African child soldiers, you’d be more focused on providing recovery rather than an agenda of vengeance. And I don’t get it. How is Kony anywhere near as bad as the Nazi Regime or Al-Qaeda. Sure, Kony has committed serious crimes against humanity but he doesn’t even come close to the atrocities of the Nazis. You put him up there with the two so it’s easier to relate to. We all know Al-Qaeda and Hitler were absolutely disgusting so once you pin up Kony, it transfers over. A classic propaganda trick. And this whole thing is such an easy fad to force onto others. If you’re not with the hype, then you’re automatically a bastard. Bandwagon. Another classic propaganda trick. This whole thing is more for the heroization and recognition of the group rather than actual support. Your own website says “The Organization That Brought Awareness To Central Africa-Video”. What kind of non-profit organization claims credit for deeds? The real heroes are silent. 

I also love the hypocrisy. Now everyone I’ve talked to that supports IC tells me that they are all for a peaceful way to bring Kony to justice. But what about this picture? (This made me intensely LOL. Look at how BAMF the one in the middle is trying to look.) 
http://cdn.theatlantic.com/static/mt/assets/international/taubcronin%20p.jpg

How can a group that advocates a peaceful resolution be brandishing a Kalashkinov assault rifle and a RPG? Or what about this Invisible Children t-shirt?? Also brandishing an AK.

http://blog.invisiblechildren.com.s3.amazonaws.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/AK47.jpg

Also, the Ugandan soldiers have been reported to ignore the advice of the American military advisers as well as rape and molest the children. I have so much more to say but I’ll leave that for later. I don’t know about you guys but to me this whole KONY 2012 thing is a publicity stunt. Don’t be duped by the propaganda and don’t be forced onto the bandwagon. If you want to help those in need, donate to a reputable organization like Make-A-Wish or UNICEF, not a group mostly comprised of teenagers and young adults. 

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i’m army, and i have mad respect for the marines and every other branch, but the rivalries are part of it, so the people that don’t get that are fucking morons. every branch has something to pick with each other (except the air force, they are just lazy pieces of shit). but anyways, marines pick on army, army picks on marines, and everyone picks on the navy and air force. so the people who get all butt hurt about it make me laugh

Anonymous asked: kevin whats bothering you? )): if theres something on your chest, you gotta let it out. dont just keep in bottled inside. thats only going to kill you slowly. just tell one of your best friends about it, and i bet you'll feel alot better. dont try to play the suffering hero, because that's just a stupid thing to do.

meh a lot of different things. And I do tell my best friends but I never feel completely free of anything. 

Crying yourself to sleep for every night for 7 months takes a toll on you. Especially those days where your mind tortures your heart by getting stuck on things. Your heart aches and your stomach churns as you toss and turn in bed. Waking up every couple of minutes. Getting 3 hours of sleep in total not including waking up. It’s torture. My heart has ached for 7 months. The knot in my throat getting tighter everyday. My eyes managing to hold back the tears. An infinite emptiness fills me. 

I must be a damn fine actor. No one sees my struggles. I intend to keep it that way. No use in dragging my best friends through this. Oh yeah.. my best friend.. again, my heart aches.