My Bipolar Journal – Episode 181
March 3, 2008
I am nearly ashamed that some of you are my friends, definitely ashamed that most of you are my friends and more than happy that about 20 of you are my friends. In a world of 500+ imaginary My Space friends, we should all be ashamed. If I had the time, I would create even another My Space page to scrutinize the few of you that are worth any amount of time, but really, it all could be scrutinized beyond whatever scrutiny I would allow beyond that. I’m sure I fall into miniscule amounts of your opinions beyond that and let’s all pretend that there is a world that I would truly care about that. Point being, I’m ashamed of most of you for relying on the same old shit. If you’re goal is to find 10 bands in an entire year worth listening to then it’s painful for me to know you. Go ahead. Delete me, but geez, I beg of you to leave me and find more interest in your life beyond that.
I’m so mad at myself for despising You right now. I never imagined a world where I would have to choose to despise You, yet here I am. What an ass You are for not being Yourself. What a chump You are for not being able to be a man. What retardation exists inside You for not being exactly who You are and thinking that You’re a better person by being a 7th grader.
Fuck everyone.
Amen.
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