Saturday, April 10, 2010
The Creepy Crawlies Never Seem To Fade.
Sometimes, I hate the people I am friends with. Sometimes, I hate the person I am. I feel as if I'm slipping into this hole and forgetting who I am, what my purpose is in life. Everyone says, you can never know exactly what is going to happen in your future. Then why do they keep asking me what I want to do with my life? I hate how people are so optimistic. Can I please have someone that can be realistic with me, please? Tell me everything honestly. Tell me I'm a screw up. Tell me I'm wasting my life. I need it more than ever.
You know what's bugging me, really? The closest people to me are the type of people I truly cannot stand.
I hate arrogant, narcissistic, immature kids. The ones that pride their actions on the opinions and approval of others. The ones that are so needy for affection that they'll settle for the sloppiest scum of a boy that shows them the slightest bit of attention. The ones that can never see their fault in a situation. Am I weird? That I don't want to get involved with activities people my age want to do? I've never been clubbing because I despise just the thought of it. A random guy grinding up on you as if you were a dog? Seriously? How is that lady like? How does that make you a gentleman I want to bring home? How are you a respectable person? Do you really expect people to take you seriously? I lack interests in all of the "rebellious" and "promiscuous" activities I once loved.
Obnoxious imbeciles = Drunk Fuckers. Just a side-note.
Although we are young, there's more to life than getting wasted and hooking up. The sad thing is, I feel many kids my age don't care. That's a scary thing; not caring. Do you know what you can do with "not caring?" I'm going on a tangent ramble. I feel so discontent with the people that surround me and I blame myself for every part of it.
Do you know what's inevitable in life?
I wonder what's it is like to have a life of such substance; where your purpose is standing up for what you believe in and the people that follow you. That's some heavy shit, man.
I want a life with substantial meaning.

