Jackass Stamp

"I know that I talk, act, and sound like a jackass, but I'm really just a great big teddy bear... who also happens to be a jackass."


I guess this was just a fun way for me to say that my bark is worse than my bite, but not really? I dunno XD

I know that my previous stamps mostly sound pretty harsh, and I do indeed sound like an angry jackass bigot who throws around her opinions everywhere like I think I'm tough stuff. But I'm really not like that. I'm just some regular chick sitting at her computer, playing video games and looking at pretty things.


My stamps were my emotional release, my version of "vent art", so of course I was gonna rant and spew-out all of my thoughts on a subject all at once. And after I do, I usually post, leave, and forget all about it, because I've already gotten out all my feelings about it in one go, and I feel better after I do.

So when I start getting comments on my stamps several months later that sound like people who are angry at me for having an opinion, it's... well, I don't know. "Amused" isn't the word, and I don't feel offended. I think I'm more fascinated by it than anything else, because it feels like I'm being dragged into an argument that happened years ago and I don't remember a thing about it. Infact, when I backtrack to those stamps to read everything that I wrote and read through past comments and conversations just to figure out what's going on, I'm even more confused than before I started backtracking.


I guess you could try looking at it like this; one day, you're talking to a friend about how much you dislike something, let's say... I dunno, mice. Maybe there's a bunch of mice in your house, causing damage and leaving droppings in your cupboards and on your dishes, being a general hazard to your health. So you say that you've decided to call in an exterminator to get rid of them before anything bad happens, and your friend agrees because they can see the problem. So the mice are taken care of, you're happy, they don't come back, and you move on with your life.

And then one day, six months later, a total and complete stranger suddenly grabs your arm, then starts yelling and screaming at you in public about how big of a horrible monster and worthless piece of filth you are for even thinking of killing cute, innocent, harmless little mice who weren't doing a damn thing to you and never hurt anybody.

People are staring, you're confused as hell, and you have to try and think about what this total nutjob is even talking about before you can respond, and you're just standing there like an idiot while they're glaring at you and wishing cancer upon you. You finally remember the mouse situation you had months ago, you thought that it was long-resolved and forgotten about by everyone, and you wonder why this person is all in your face about it when it had nothing to do with them whatsoever.


That's pretty much how I feel when people leave such angry, defensive, self-righteous comments on my stamps nowadays. I barely remember a thing from when I first made them, and to reread my rants on my stamps today is strange and surreal because I can't remember most of it and can't believe that I was brave enough to post them at all. I mean, damn. I sound like an angry jackass.

So I'm not surprised that they get a reaction out of people, but it's so over with now. I don't even care anymore, yet people feel the need to bring-up the past because they have ANGREE opinions that must be heard and taken-out on a total stranger. Hell, feel free to make your own stamps and deviations with your opinions, but if I don't respond to your rageful comments, it's not that I'm ignoring you or think that your opinion doesn't matter. I just don't feel like dragging-up the past. I don't feel like going back in time, trying to pretend like I care about an old opinion, or trying to have a deep, well-thought-out conversation about it when I'm just not into it anymore.

I just wanted to vent my feelings and get it off my mind, and decided that I would be brave enough to share it with others who may feel the same way so they don't feel so alone anymore. There's ALWAYS a HUGE amount of pure love and adoration for everything, so why is it so bad if people have an opposing opinion and want to share it without fear of being torn-apart? It's much better that people vent on their own territory and have peace-of-mind rather than them going onto YOUR territory to disagree and say that you're wrong on your own stuff, right? So why am I being so harmful and threatening to you and your personal little world? Am I really that big and dangerous of a villain that you feel the need to attack me? Because it's pretty damn hard for me to do any damage to you or what you like.

And besides that, why are you taking it out on me anyways? This is my opinion on my deviation on my page. And I keep my opinions on my page. I never go around throwing my opinions in peoples' faces or telling them that they're wrong. If they welcome a conversation or friendly debate, maybe I'll toss in a comment and forget about it, hoping to have a pleasant chat with somebody. But I will NEVER go onto somebody else's territory and share my unwelcome thoughts the way that some people feel the need to do to me.

I'll admit, I'm not always for "If you have nothing nice to say, then don't say anything at all", but at least I DO keep it to myself and don't force it on others. Learn to be a little polite, respectful and mature when directly dealing with others. Running in here, yelling in my face about how wrong and disgusting I am, then running away again is just being an idiot. And I don't like arguments or flamewars.


So yeah, again this was mostly for personal release, just so you know. A personal, meaningless, fleeting thought that I'll probably forget that I even wrote by tomorrow. I've got all the memory of a rock. But it can apply to other people, things, and situations, too. I know that I've gotten the occasional stare or avoidance because people think that I'll bite, but I won't. I'm just a big, cuddly kitty cat who loves to be with friends and hang-out. Albeit a spiteful, angry little ball of fur on the inside who keeps it all to herself unless she's making a stamp or a journal entry.

What is it about the simplicity of stamps that allows me to rage and release my emotions once in a while?

Feel free to use for yourself and your own personal experiences!


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