So. Here at *MansonLovers we shall start a new era. One where, I will actually be around. On where, I am actually allowed to associate myself with the things I really do love in life. I must start off by saying, that my day to day interaction with other humans is highly affected by society and the way they view Brian. Don't you just love it when you say, "Oh ya, I'm a really big fan of Marilyn Manson..." and the response you receive nine times out of ten is ... "Didn't he remove is third rib so he can suck his own dick..." or "Oh god if I ever see that man I'll shoot him in the head" ... "Oh what a faggot, me and my buddies want to kick the shit out of him..." O H M Y G A W D. Well really. See. I um. Have a problem with this. First of all, are we having a conversation between two adults? I'm sorry? Can you repeat that statement so I can determine just how many teeth I'm suppose to punch out of your fucking head? Not only is that a direct insult to what I live and breathe by, but Jesus man are you listening to yourself? Its never..."Ohhh that's cool, I don't really care for his music but I do like Ozzy..." or some shit you know? Its just like a conversation I had the other day... "Ohhh I love 311!!!!... I've seen them in concert like a million times and bla bla bla..." ERM. "Ohh ya! That's cool. Yup. Yup. They have some good songs." ... and see, I left it at that. So tell me, am I too nice? Weak maybe? Undetermined? And anyone other than my lovers are probably wondering why I'm making such a big deal out of this? HMM. Ya, I've got an idea. Lets convert me to a big phat fucking lieing christian piece of shit and stamp out all the Marilyn Manson in my life so I can pray to god before I eat, sleep & shit. Mhmm. FTW! I can denounce America and its citizens, molest children, murder as many people as I want, fuck someone else's husband and then repent repent repent, wake up in the morning and have my self a nice cup off coffee. Oh take me back into your bosom because I conform to your rules, and follow your lead. And then I'll bash on everyone who wears black, dyes their hair, paints their nails, pierces their ears, shaves their legs... listens to Marilyn Manson or Metallica... or whatever it may be. But because I'm Christian. Its ok. Oh ya. That's right. So you know what. Fuck you. You don't know what your talking about. Now mind you, I'm not saying that everyone who applies religion to their lives conforms to this. But I think you get the gist of what I'm saying. Its like these people who ban Harry Potter from their households, and yet they go out every night smoking pot or cheating on their husbands. But ohhhh! Noooo! Harry Potter!?!?!?! Oh NO! That's the DEVIL! Ya sheesh. Come on and give me a fucking break here people. I hope you fucking bite the curb on your way into church next Sunday mother fucker. Say hello to Lou while your down there for me will you? God fuck. Let me ask you this. What has Harry Potter ever done to you? Hmm? Besides give you a little entertainment, or give your child an imagination that enables their minds to grow and expand in a healthy manner. HRM? Seriously, like look me strait in the face and insult Harry Potter or Marilyn Manson, you won't have a face left by the time I'm through with you. You fucking pricks. Ever actually listen to the lyrics in any of Manson's music? Nope. Didn't think so. Oh he worships the devil, oh hes a freak. What I don't get. Is that these people are too shallow to even realise that he is accomplishing his life goal by receiving these kind of responses out of society. He wants to piss people off. And I'm sorry but I hardly think that the shock of it has worn off? Ever wear a Marilyn Manson T-Shirt into a Sam's Club on a Sunday? Woooo Weeee! You wouldn't believe the nasty looks I got. Man I can't wait to do that in Utah! Yeee Haaa! E_D_I_T BECAUSE YOU SUCK A CUNT JOSH. STFU AND GO FUCK YOUR WIFE. So yes. I have made a decision. Because yes. I have men crawling up my ass at the moment. Feels quite good actually. ERM. Sorry. IF YOU HATE MANSON. IF YOU WANT TO KILL HIM. IF YOU SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT HIM IN FRONT OF ME. ANYTHING AT ALL. HIT THE ROAD JACK. I can not have someone in my life who feels that way about Brian. And believe me when I say its not about Brian. Its about ME. And the way I FEEL. Its about my heart. And everything that I have ever felt for anything or anyone. I live off of it. It lives in my blood like an STD. It will always be here. Problematic, yes. But what doesn't kill me, makes me stronger. And god damn-it, he has made me so much stronger. He is my heart. Strong, opinionated, stubborn, passionate, angry, fierce. Take it or leave it. If you can't handle it because your pussy whipped bitch, then get the fuck out of my way. I won't be stepped on. I won't be used. I won't be abused. I won't be told what to do. I won't be left in toil. I won't be left here to bleed for you. I won't do it asshole. I can rise so high above you. And you will fall. All the way down. Down to Lou. She put the seeds in me, in this dieing tree. She's a burning string, and I'm just the ashes.

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