Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Fuck all of you.
I'm getting mother fucking sick and tired of being fucking ignored and tossed aside like some useless piece of shit. I want some Goddamn peace, and this shithole won't let me fucking have it. Guess what's been going through my head today. Go ahead, guess. My dad is going to lose his job in less than 2 weeks. This is turning me inside out. I've told maybe three people this. I can't imagine what he's going through himself.
I've been dropping people left and right. I guess everything I fucking say and do is wrong, and if I have something to say about what someone else says or does, they've got a fucking book of reasons why their bullshit is fucking justified. I have a deathwish for more people I have genuine respect for, and I've no one to support me. My family seems to have a conspiracy against their Goddamn kids. If I stand somewhere in a room, people always disperse away from me. I'm getting fucking sick of not being able to hold a conversation because as soon as someone cuts in my word doesn't count anymore.
I'm done with this "Live for myself" shit. I'm turning over a new leaf. I might just try a new approach and just live against everyone else instead. If I was a pyro, the city would be in flames. If I was a murderer, there would be a municipal crisis of population drop. At this point, I think I could count my friends on my fingers. What are they worth, anyway? What is anyone worth, but no more than me if you ask me. I'll do things my own way, fuck everyone else.
I've been dropping people left and right. I guess everything I fucking say and do is wrong, and if I have something to say about what someone else says or does, they've got a fucking book of reasons why their bullshit is fucking justified. I have a deathwish for more people I have genuine respect for, and I've no one to support me. My family seems to have a conspiracy against their Goddamn kids. If I stand somewhere in a room, people always disperse away from me. I'm getting fucking sick of not being able to hold a conversation because as soon as someone cuts in my word doesn't count anymore.
I'm done with this "Live for myself" shit. I'm turning over a new leaf. I might just try a new approach and just live against everyone else instead. If I was a pyro, the city would be in flames. If I was a murderer, there would be a municipal crisis of population drop. At this point, I think I could count my friends on my fingers. What are they worth, anyway? What is anyone worth, but no more than me if you ask me. I'll do things my own way, fuck everyone else.
KingRanter
Friday, April 9, 2010
Time for some LiveJournal shit
Looks like I've been hit with an ethical dilemma. An actual one, not deciding whether to kill the black aliens or the white soldiers in Shadow the Hedgehog, I mean an actual ethical dilemma. God, I miss this.
I like to splurge out the shit I don't want to hold inside to the public, because sometimes, if you're telling someone something directly, it's harder than telling the general public they stand in. Or, at least I find. It makes me feel like I'm not putting them on the spot so much. But, whatever, I'm not posting to explain that shit.
Listen to this, it's a fucking classic high school angst situation, and it has such a huge age radius it's fucking hilarious. It's the "I like her, but so does my best friend" thing. Although, it's not my best friend, it's still sort of the same thing. I'm contemplating, of course, to live by my own side, like I have been for a little while now. The flaw to this plan usually boils down to the fact that I always see myself in others if I enjoy their company at all. As much as I hate humanity for fucking me over so much and so often, sometimes I sympathize for those who have not done me individual harm. As it goes though, unless I owe a debt to, or feel truly sorry for someone, I will do of my own will. As of right now, that is the decision.
Sometimes it's good to put you're thoughts in front of you.
I like to splurge out the shit I don't want to hold inside to the public, because sometimes, if you're telling someone something directly, it's harder than telling the general public they stand in. Or, at least I find. It makes me feel like I'm not putting them on the spot so much. But, whatever, I'm not posting to explain that shit.
Listen to this, it's a fucking classic high school angst situation, and it has such a huge age radius it's fucking hilarious. It's the "I like her, but so does my best friend" thing. Although, it's not my best friend, it's still sort of the same thing. I'm contemplating, of course, to live by my own side, like I have been for a little while now. The flaw to this plan usually boils down to the fact that I always see myself in others if I enjoy their company at all. As much as I hate humanity for fucking me over so much and so often, sometimes I sympathize for those who have not done me individual harm. As it goes though, unless I owe a debt to, or feel truly sorry for someone, I will do of my own will. As of right now, that is the decision.
Sometimes it's good to put you're thoughts in front of you.
KingRanter
Monday, April 5, 2010
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