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2nd hour ranting.

Opposites do not attract. You do not complete me, nor balance me out. Instead, you bring out the worst in me. I can not stand your hypocritical outbursts. I understand your frustration, but it does not and will not ever equate the degree of rage you unleash. Your hissing, judgmental remarks about every stranger and friend we meet makes me sick. How dare you claim the title you ensue when you are nothing better than an emotional, obnoxious teenager. You are not a child. This is not your time to be a child, now grow up.
The only thing that keeps me from biting off your head like you do to me every single day is the hopeful promise of escape every week. In 3 months, I will be eight hours away from your manipulative apologies. Whenever I screw up, you’ll hold it against me for as long as your anger can muster, refusing to give me any form of forgiveness. Meanwhile, your outbursts are followed by eager sorrys and expectations. I could move a mountain for you, and all of your attention will be pinpointed at a tree branch that was broken along the way.
I hope you cry next week like I know you will, but that won’t change my longing for escape from you. As much as I love and will miss you, I will never miss living with you.

No wonder everyone you have loved, runs from you. Even your favorite can’t stand living in the same house with you.
You should be ashamed of the person you have become. Now fix it.

Dear America: You can’t claim “justice” if your only goal is to exploit and abuse.

Confused

ryyyno:

I honestly wouldn’t know what to do with any of these guys on my dash. I’d probably shake their hand or something and then put them in a corner so I could look at them. I know WHAT to do…I just..urgh. Don’t know why I guess. “You’re hot as hell. Take off your shirt…now go stand in that corner and don’t talk. Perfect.”

Dear Society: If we’re fucked up, you’re to blame.

What I don’t understand about society is how they will sit back and criticize every aspect of the next generation. And yet, the adults that make up our society are just that. They are the mainstream culture and values that mold us, their children, into who we are. They are our parents, our teachers, our models, and yet, they act like we failed them. When in fact, it is they who have failed us. Sure, we may rebel from their ideals, but if we are the “effect” or the reaction, they are the cause.
They are the ones who choose the environment in which we are brought up.
They are the ones that instill their stiff faiths and injustice that forces us to scream for change.
They are the ones who run the media, pay millions to create shows about bimbos and drunken, immoral gods, and produce the shameless music of our generation.
They are the ones who decide mindless video games and fast food as an easier alternative to a healthy living style and their TIME.
They are the ones who create unrealistic expectations for our image and our success.
They have spent billions on inhumane and pointless wars that our generation is forced to fight and pay for.
They have allowed our government to run amuck with greed and corruption. (AND THEY CONTINUE TO DO SO NOW.)
They scoff at our demand for equality, when just a little time ago, they were the ones fighting in the name of civil rights.
They condemn us for our lack of structure and understanding, when it is they who have destroyed the family, defunded our schools to the grave, and who fight to take away what little funding is granted to the rising numbers of us who have fallen through the cracks.

I don’t understand how society can shake their heads and deem us immature, reminding us that we’ll “understand when we’re older” or that we don’t know what we want.
It’s simple, we want change. But don’t use that as political and media propaganda against us, you ignited the flame that burns through our hearts.

You are not “doing what’s best for us”. Learn to grow up yourself, and take responsibility for the monster you have created.
And the little diddy, “do as I say, not what I do”? Just a childish immaturity to cover up the hypocritical bull* that is engrained into every brainwashed child of our generation. You are our teachers, our leaders, and our role models. Be the type of person we can look up to and inspire to be. Because you know what? Someday, we will be the teachers, the leaders, and the role models for our own children, so I sure as hell hope we don’t turn out like you.

F-you society. Humor us with the same decency of respect you have the nerve to claim for yourself.

In the wise words of Blink-182, “If we’re fucked up you’re to blame.”
Thank you.