Bear hugs not bear rugs.

I've been studying animal cruelty for art, and I think that it is worthy of a blog and more.
I think it's absolutely vile that animals are still being slaughtered in their thousands for their fur. Especially when faux fur is not only better looking, softer and keeps longer, but it is cheaper. Hundreds of animals are being killed every day just for their fur, their dead carcasses being left to rot, and for what? So fucking designer labels have another dead coat to flash down a runway for 2 seconds.
Fair enough, in some countries, fur and the meat of the animal are the people's only means of survival, but they are not doing it for some crap fashion statement. I hardly think that people in fashion

But then again, most people today are either ignorant, aesthetically obsessed or both. As long as it looks good, it's not hurting anyone, right?
Wrong. Fucking wrong.

It's times like this

I wish essays/phones/French teachers/menopausal women and computers didn't exist.
Why, just, why.
Seriously.
Why.
Fucking why.







Why do teachers lie to your parents to get you in trouble or pretend to be your best friend and lick your arse so you tell them about stuff that makes you unhappy so that they can try to make you out to be some insane child with abusive parents or tell you to change your fucking hair a few weeks before you do your GCSE's when you obviously have other things on your fucking mind.