Nothing that we do is all that great. Call me a cynic, but I don’t really see the point to it all. I’m just so f’in tired of all this crap. All of what we’re doing is really just bull. We walk around with our noses in the air, arguing, debating, never letting the absurd notion that maybe we are wrong get anywhere near us. Because, of course, we never get anything wrong… Doesn’t it seem even a tiny bit ridiculous to anyone besides me that even though we’ve only lived through, maybe a quarter of our lives, that somehow we have gained some sort of extreme wisdom in our twenty-some years of life? It’s so stupid. We’re so stupid. I’m so sick of this pompous arguing/debating. It’s pointless. Just like everything we’re doing. Do we really think that what we’re doing with our lives means anything? We’re so concerned with filling our heads with academic garbage that we miss so much of life.
I’m so tired of feeling nothing. I miss rage. I miss anger. Sadness. Bitterness. But now life is good, easy. Don’t get me wrong, I have struggles. There’s a lot of times where life could be better, but I kinda miss being pissed and angry at the world. Most times, I don’t feel anything. I want to be hit. I want to hit back. I want to shoot something just to feel the power of it. I’m sick of political-correctness making everyone comfortable. I want to destroy it. Be offensive. I want to break things. To make someone hurt. Am I scaring you with these words? Good. Because we’re all caught in this same crap. And whether or not you admit it, I would bet if you took the time you’d agree with what I said above, just maybe society has told you over and over again to put aside those things because they’re not pleasant. They’re not polite.
I watch action movies and see men fighting and killing and struggling for something, and then I look at my life, and it’s not there. That doesn’t exist. And yet these ideas pull at something deep inside of me. I yearn to be that guy. I think we all do.
It’s time to break free. To bash the skulls of the authority. To slit the throats of the system.
REBEL AGAINST IT ALL.
With this all being said, I don’t expect anything to actually happen. I know my life won’t change. I’m sure yours won’t. Because no matter how much we hate what we’re in now, it’s comfortable. We like comfort. We enjoy the warmth of the status quo. When it really comes down to it, we’re wimps. None of us are as tough as we really think we are. If we were, I wouldn’t be sitting here ranting into a laptop, and you wouldn’t be sitting there reading it…