Fuck You and Everybody Else (847 hits)
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Submitted by someone (View user info) at 2005-06-05 01:13:20 EDT
t's getting to the point now where I'm happy if I find a decent soul worth talking to beyond my social circle, a small group consisting of ten or twelve hand picked individuals. Either I'm confident that my selection process is so thorough, so precise, that I'm so delusional I think in order for an individual to associate with myself they have to pass a certain criteria that consists of music, food and various cultural references that would go right over most people's heads so that they would quit before they even had really begun. I like it like that.
I prefer being a confused elitist and shutting out people below a certain prefigured intelligence level if they can't cope with even the most intermediate of conversations.
The basis for this rant is inspired, obviously, inspired by four roommates and friends who seem to assume that mainstream post pop-punk is disgusting, revolting, yet listen to equally terrible 'underground' pop-punk with those shallow lyrics and power riffs beginners with a mediocre taste in music loathe. The result is a solitary seat in my room, with 'Out of My Mind' by Tegan and Sara playing lonely on old speakers on even older headphones. I don't need any of you. I once thought I did, the moment was high school, when soccer season equated to the popular, attractive girls in school who wanted (not you) a power seat in the preseason of life. I was starting varsity halfback and a total naive' fool, that was once when I thought life really was as simple as getting a business degree and working your way up the corporate ladder, a CEO position nearing in the horizon.
Oh, simple soul.
What went wrong?
How did I end up slugging domestic beers lonely in a small room with nothing but the mind, keeping myself company--not because I'm not wanted, but instead because I choose not to be wanted, simply because I prefer my company over most others, giving my mind time to sit in liquor pools and nicotine gardens and brood and contemplate this sad sad sad world.
Shoes sit without feet by the doorway. Remembering a very near time when Saturday nights meant college whores, drugs, wads of cash stuffed in jean pockets, bars and beers and smoky conversations with blurry--faced girls. Where did bank accounts go? Lost in ATM transactions. Lost in barroom open tabs and white powder for the nose, green smoke for the lungs and prescription pills for the stomach. Lost in party treat bedspreads for your room, where we would sit and laugh and watch television with altered minds. Where did you go since last week? A moment seems like a lifetime (and very well may be) and it seems like forever since you begged me and teased me and loved me.
I never loved you, don't worry. I was in love with stability, so don't get cocky. This isn't a plea, don't worry. I can find you a dime a dozen lying in desert sand with dollar bills for pupils. Naked, or close to it, music playing in the background as you grind and tease across time dunes and eternal ocean waves.
I'm trying not to think of you, but this alcohol is talking to the segment of the brain known as rationality, and for a second I thought of dropping inhabitation's and fear and calling you--don't worry, I won't actually do it. I'm in love with myself more then you, and therefore the result means nothing else but getting depressed, getting sad and lonely (and secretly loving every moment of it) and thinking of calling you-- but I won't act on it, like I said, don't worry.
Where did you go? I already know, don't bother stumbling over lies to try to tell me. You were looking for white lines on concrete highways, you were looking for salvation in white snow piles with dollar bills stuck up straight as plow protectors.
It really is a shame you couldn't handle self control.
I really wouldn't mind somebody loving me right now.
User Reviews
Submitted by d_prime (user info) at 2005-07-11 17:26:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
If you were Dakota Fanning, I'd marry you.
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-06-17 12:34:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I like you.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-06-06 18:06:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm right there with ya, brother - here's my take
http://www.ubersite.com/m/59277
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-06-05 22:28:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Shitfuck, you whore, that was a great quote.
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2005-06-05 17:05:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Shit happens.
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2005-06-05 16:44:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Everything in moderation.
Except moderation.
Submitted by girlintheworld (user info) at 2005-06-05 15:54:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
the beauty of fading, and the silence has ceased.
Submitted by Stin (user info) at 2005-06-05 15:11:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-06-05 09:00:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fuck marriage and fuck you too NetProphet, for missing the entire point (good catch on the headphone part, that was pretty lame. In my defense, I was drinking heavily). Thanks for that review kai, but I'm all set with a wife and kids.
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-06-05 09:00:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fuck marriage and fuck you too NetProphet, for missing the entire point (good catch on the headphone part, that was pretty lame. In my defense, I was drinking heavily). Thanks for that review kai, but I'm all set with a wife and kids.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-06-05 04:53:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by kai070169 (user info) at 2005-06-05 03:32:04 (#)
Ranking: 2
This is guy-related "gettin older shit" nobody tells you about, because it's weird. You are outgrowing your surroundings - time to set your sights a bit higher. Change is inevitable, especially if you want to be a man someday.
A tip: Marriage, kids. This is where you will make your own love, instead of looking for it or having it find you. Not roommates. Right now, you are living in an abnormal state - hell, think about it, it goes AGAINST nature - no wonder you have anxiety. SOmeone's gotta be the alpha male, and ya can't club each other over the head like cave men... one day, you'll all move on.
You will suffer until you figure this all out for yourself. It's nature's way of helping us break old patterns of behavior and preference, and mature into something better. This shit is all normal, don't torture yourself.
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I certainly wasn't expecting that. Hess right though. Still it can get lonely untill the marriage part.
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-06-05 04:34:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I like this. You will grow out of it though.
Submitted by NetProphet (user info) at 2005-06-05 04:05:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
"old speakers on even older headphones"... the fuck is that supposed to mean?
You changed the speakers on your headphones?
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake.
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
This is your life, good to the last drop.
This is your life, and it's ending-- one minute at a time.
And fuck you too.
Submitted by kai070169 (user info) at 2005-06-05 03:32:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This is guy-related "gettin older shit" nobody tells you about, because it's weird. You are outgrowing your surroundings - time to set your sights a bit higher. Change is inevitable, especially if you want to be a man someday.
A tip: Marriage, kids. This is where you will make your own love, instead of looking for it or having it find you. Not roommates. Right now, you are living in an abnormal state - hell, think about it, it goes AGAINST nature - no wonder you have anxiety. SOmeone's gotta be the alpha male, and ya can't club each other over the head like cave men... one day, you'll all move on.
You will suffer until you figure this all out for yourself. It's nature's way of helping us break old patterns of behavior and preference, and mature into something better. This shit is all normal, don't torture yourself.
Submitted by kcthelush (user info) at 2005-06-05 03:07:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Several points in this really struck a chord in me...Cocaine is the DEVIL...That's all I have to say about that, so have a +2.
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-06-05 01:17:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
First word should read 'It's'. Like it matters.