When the world comes down.

As a child, even all stages of our life, we're told to do good and we shall be rewarded. We shall get what we deserve for our charity. Life will be good for those who willing to give a helping hand. I would first off like to say what a load of shit this is.
My father and I are living proof. Ever since my father was a young boy, he always helped out and never asked for anything in return. And never did he get anything in return. People would call and ask my dad for some help. Even though he'd rather be doing something else, he jumped up and gave a helping hand. He never got paid, he never got something in return later in life. He tells me to do the same thing. People call and ask me to help out... I'm usually too lazy to really want to do it, but I do it anyways to be a nice kid and make my dad proud. Dad says that when people talk about you, they'll say things such as "Hey that Mackenzie girl is really nice. She's always helpful and never complains." I believed my father, up until recent years. Now I know what those people say. They don't say anything like that. They say "What sorry sucker can we get to do this for us? Oh hey, I'll call up Mackenzie. She lets people walk all over her. She won't mind." So they call me for help. I don't get paid, I don't get a thanks, I don't get anything. I expect karma to take it's toll and pay me back in some way. How foolish could I be to expect karma to even things out. I can't even believe I would consider thinking that.

All my life... I've done what I could for everyone else, thinking of myself last. Occasionally I would reign over everyone else, but in most cases, I'm making sure someone else is happy. I've also noticed how the pushy people who do nothing for anybody and are selfish pompous pigs get what they want. They have the money, the looks, the life. Why do they deserve any of this? Why can't I have something for being nice? Why do they get it all for being asses? These questions I still can't answer, but answer me this.

My Father and I have been trying our hardest to make everyone else happy and we've let our own loves perish for it. Debt has been building. Dad can't afford to pay any of the bills. He's paying what he can. Being in the negative money right now, we have no money for anything else, including Groceries. I've gone 2 days without eating and eventually I couldn't stand it anymore, so I called my neighbor Cody and he brought me some crackers and snacks. I've always exaggerated when I said my pantry was bare. Well I don't need to exaggerate anymore. It is literally bare. There is no food in there. I've made every possible thing I could have out of what was left. One day there was nothing left but a can of yams and marshmallows. I finished that off. Not only are we already going poor, but the renters moved out of Dad's house in Colorado, now he had to pay the $600 a month, and Mom wants her $600 Child support, and the City of Cripple Creek called Dad and wants him to move his cars or they'll remove them, and the Hospital wants to take Dad to court for not paying his bills, and suddenly my laptop breaks which costs $250 to cost, NOT counting gas expenses to get there. Karma is a lie. If there were a god, he wouldn't let us be treated like this. If I didn't think that suicide was a lame way to die, I'd totally commit it. I just don't understand how we're expected to live. We've cut most of our bills down to the bare minimum of just living. I'm taking in my piece of shit black berry and seeing what I can do because 1) it costs so much and 2) It's a piece of shit. We took out about everything we can on our TV bill.... you must understand... we need a lot of TV channels if we're expected to live. That's the type of people my father and I are. We also have cut the phone bill, the energy bill, and the water bill. AND We're STILL not making it. There's no hope for us. My father makes 5,000 dollars a month. How the hell do minimum wage families do it? Why has our charity gone unrewarded? Why can't we get ahead in life. I'm sick and tired of my life. I have few things keeping me happy and even they are withering away or are out of reach. I just don't think I can take it anymore.

When the World Comes to an End.

When the World comes to an end
Will You allow the light to fade?
When the World comes to an end
Will you join the Black Parade?
Take my hand and squeeze tight.
As long as we're together
Everything will be alright.
The Darkness holds no pain
no shame
no fright
Plummet in with me
I promise you we can be free
Just come with me
you'll see
When the World comes to an end
Will you allow the light to fade.
When the World comes to an end
Will you join the Black Parade?

My Awesome Idea for a video game.

Bah... I've been lazy and I haven't been blogging, but anyways... my awesome video game Idea.

It's called the Impossible Game.
An epic tale unfolds in a mandatory 2 and a half hour video, when the story reaches it's climax and everything is about to happen, the game says "Now it's up to you." and goes into first person with the character. It zooms in and has you go through a mandatory 3 hour tutorial on how to play the game, the rules and the general idea of the game. Finally after the tutorial it says "Are you ready? Press Start." the moment you press Start your head explodes and you die. the game then says "Game Over!" and it starts over with the mandatory 2 and a half hour video and 3 hour tutorial.

Best Game Everrrr.