Gays; Genetics Vs Choice

Hey guys, I know I haven't been on here in over a year, and I'm sorry about that. I have an interesting question you guys might want to ponder. To start out with, I like gay people, they are people as much as we are. What I don't like, is that a lot of them believe that they were born gay or were raised that way.  No one is born gay, just like no one is born a murderer or a rapist. They chose to do all of those things.

The reason I'm bringing this up is because I was on face book and there was a post that said " all of the straight people who oppose gay marriage blame the straight couples who are having gay kids." I usually don't even bother getting involved in anything like that because its pointless. But this sounded so ridiculous that I had to look at it, and guess what? There were plenty of people saying that gays aren't born that way, mainly straight people, and plenty were saying that they are, mainly gay people.

The thing I don't understand is why do gays try to convince the society that its everyone elses fault that they're gay except for them selves? Why can't they just accept that they choose to be that way. Some other things may have factored into it, like being abused by the opposite sex, or raised by mainly the opposite sex. But those are just factors, not reasons. Everyone would be more accepting of gays if they said that  THEY were the ones that chose to be gay.

God doesn't make gay people. He makes everyone attracted to the opposite sex. He did that with Adam and Eve. If he wanted gay people to exist with it being his choice, he would have created a man for a man and a woman for a woman, and would have made them be able to reproduce. But that's not what he did. He made a woman for a man. I get why its easier to be gay, men are supposed to love the women and women are supposed to respect the men, but they are better at the opposite. Men at respecting and women at loving. So its easier to be with someone like you then trying to work things out with the opposite gender.

I don't believe that there is a single real gay person in this world. Because that's just not how God created us. Do you know why God destroyed Saddam and Gomorrah? Because they were filled with thieves, murderers, cheaters, liars and gays. I'm sorry if that's hard to grasp, but being gay is just not right. I know that its non of my business who's gay or straight. I just wanted to clarify to everyone out there who believes that you're born gay. YOU ARE NOT. So I beg you, if you have any decency in your bones, quit trying to make everyone approve or like you just because your gay. YOU chose to be that way and now YOU have to deal with it.

Eggs and Bunnies

" God has risen."

Those are the words that go around a church, or in between families on Easter. It is true, God has risen. Over two thousand years ago. And thanks to that we are able to go to heaven. Easter is a celebration of new life and the freedom that we spiritually have because Jesus died for us. We can choose if we want to go to heaven or hell. Don't have to sacrifice animals, because Jesus' blood made all of our sins be forgiven with an honest prayer.

Easter is a "Thank you God" holiday. But for some strange reason, people made it about bunnies and eggs. Both of which I can understand partially to why, but not completely. How does a holiday about death, and rising or Jesus have any connection to bunnies? Eggs on the other hand are a symbol  of new life, it's more of a tangible explanation to new life. Chicks are born from eggs and they produce more and more. So the only thing that connects Easter and Eggs is brand new life.

Bunnies are more of a spring thing then Easter. So why are they the ones bringing eggs to little children? I believe in having fun. And people can make bunnies bring eggs and Santa brings presents. But they have to remember the true meaning of Christmas and Easter, and not stray from it too far. Because even though we can include other aspects into those holidays they are still about God and his gifts to us. And it is our duty to honor them and be happy for getting  them.

Happy Easter everyone!

Wisdom and Emotion

Easy, fun, wonderful, loving and absolutely amazing. That would have been my definition of life after the age of 18, when I was 10. Now living it, it doesn't seem to easy anymore. It gets hard. You never know whats behind the next corner. Kind of like driving on a highway for your first time. But unlike the highway like doesn't get boring or easy over time. You keep traveling on that road and never going back.

Eventually you get a hang of it. Or you think you do, but then something happens to make you go back. Unexpected and uninsured. Everything just goes back into a spin and it takes you forever to get out, just to get pulled back in. For me, a few things are coming together. And I'm grateful. Honestly. You can't get everything you want in life. And slowly I'm even learning that.

I'm not an easy person to be with or around. I get stupid. Very jealous  and sometimes clingy and ignorant. I'm not perfect. But even though no one can be except for God, I still strive to be the best I can. Even if it doesn't show. But life takes a different toll on me, just like it does on everybody else. Some may say that I have it easy with a job, loving boyfriend, parents and siblings, a roof over my head, car and soon license. But for most of those things I had to work for. Yeah for some I expected them, but I learned that no one gives you anything for free, you have to earn all of it.

There are days I'll throw tantrums because something is difficult, but once I take my time to think about it and break it down it's quite easy.

Everyone is different, and  everyone takes life in differently. But for everyone it is hard even if they don't show it. And sometimes having sympathy or just listening and keeping your mouth shut may be the best solution.

Everyone has problems with something different that someone else found easy to deal with, and you can't judge, how hard it will be to deal with a problem based on your own or someone else s experience. Patience and enjoyment it that key to life. And love. But love isn't just a feeling, it is a relationship and a choice. Something you always have to work for or it won't work for you. Same with life. It may be rough or it may be easy. It will throw rock and thorns in your way, but what you choose to do with them will change the outcome of your life.

Everyone learns through their life. Me, you, and that person in the dark corner. But learning also is different. You can learn from books or you can learn from practice. Either way it's your choice and your life.

I'm not saying I know a lot,actually barely anything at all, if anything at all. And all of this could just be my imagination. But life on this page is my opinion from personal experience. And I trust that for me I can work on my flaws and try to be happy. And maybe in the end a little ray of sunshine will break through the dark clouds or lies, deception and hatred of this world, and everything will be OK.

Your're a pain

Hey, rain,
You're a pain.
Why are you always pouring?

You are wet and droopy,
You make me mopey.
My happy mood goes away.

You're good for the world,
Only in small doses.
Yet you fall all the time.

Right now I hate you.
You make me sad.
Your drive me crazy.
And make me mad.

Cant you please just go away.
And come back another day.

Love, Vika

Im a pretty little bummble bee. With a stinger.

Everyone tends to see what they want to see in people. And I realized that one day when someone told me " I thought you were better then that, I guess I was wrong." To my opinion of someone else, someone who lied to me non stop, defriended my because I choose not to live with her. And no matter what the situation was, that person always found something to complain about. So I decided that everyone needed to see the real me, not who they wanted to see.

I'm nice, unless you piss me off, when you pick on my family, friends or judge my boyfriend. The we'll have problems.

I'm very open minded and get along with most people really well.

I'm russian, latvian and german, but so far only know how to speak russian.

My family drives me insane, ALL the time. But after calming down I love them with all of my heart.

I have one best friend. My boyfriend. The rest of the people I either have lost contact with or they choose to get on my bad side.

I adore purple. And blue and red. But I love just about any color.

I'm a coffee freak.

Crazy about animals.

Crazy in general.

Have 8 younger siblings.

My favorite person in the world at that time died on my 15th birthday.


I complain, but when it become excessive I try to stop.

I'm very good at making things up on the spot. Used to find it easier to come up with a lie then tell the truth, but that was brought out of me quite quickly.

I love art, music and nature.

Hiking,biking,swimming and camping are a blast.


Adore seafood, especially sushi.

I love fall, its my favorite season. But I like winter next.

I like different types of music. Sometimes even country, but rarely. My favorite bands are Cake and Avenge Sevenfold.

I plan on going to school for massage in the fall.

I want to marry my boyfriend, and am very sick of people being judgmental of him. Especially my family. He is the best guy in the whole world.

I hate people that talk crap about me behind my back. If you have something to say, say it to my face.

I hate snakes.

I am addicted to weird shows but love dark and psychological stuff when I'm with Jered. My brain shuts down at home.

I am a sadomasochist.

I like standing up for people and to people if I have a problem, but when it's not worth it, then it's not worth it.

I screwed up  2 years of my school life because I didn't know how to handle things.


If you don't like me, that's your problem.

I work at a laundry place.

I don't have my license but have an adorable car.

I live in a sucky sucky world filled with sucky sucky people. And somedays I'm one of those sucky people. Sometimes for five days at a time.

I enjoy learning,cuddling, kissing and hugging.Ect....



There are plenty more things I could say, but I learn new things about myself every day. I try not to judge other people.  If you have questions just ask, and I'll be more then happy to answer.

Get over it

Every day we live our life. It may go by fast, and it may go by slow. But in reality its the way we live it that counts. Everyone has things in life that are hard, and may take sometime to get through, but that's why we have friends. To help us through them. To be there when we want to talk, to just listen and to be there to give us advice when they have gone through it too. But not to be there to empathize us.

We  usually don't try to throw a pity party, unless we are hungry for attention. But that just means you need a hobby. When we have a problem and write or talk about it, it makes us feel better when either we figure out how to get out of it or someone gives us an idea. We love responses and appreciate all of them, but sometimes when someone else tells us that they went through it too, it doesn't help us in anyway. We'll accept what they say. But it's no use to us.

When someone responds to something we have a problem with, they have to realize that they need to think about what they say before they actually say it. And when we don't thank them whole halfheartedly for their response, it doesn't automatically mean we didn't appreciate it even a little. It just means that it wasn't what we needed to hear.

It isn't fair when you write about your feelings, the feelings you are sharing with the world, and someone responds, and when you give them an answer that they aren't satisfied with, that they immediately judge you. It makes them an asshole. Because they may have gone through what you have, but they may have had help, and instead of giving you advice they just told you they went through it too. That's not helpful and they have no right to get pissed because you may not have been completely happy with their answer.

People need to stop being selfish and full of them selves, and expect everyone to like what they say. When someone asks for responses on what they have to say, weather they are mean or nice, they don't say that they will love them to death. And people giving responses need to realize that. Instead of being hypocritical, pety little brats, they need to accept that what they wrote may not have been the most helpful, and when the person they wrote to doesn't give you and huge thank you, you need to look at the responses you give them when they respond to your writing.

Just something to think about.

 With all my love, tweak.

Becareful of a Kick

Self explanatory.

Love Tweak. 

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