My Friend Evil

Jun 10, 2007 16:21

I have found that you can only be truly close to someone, be the best of best friends you can be, when you can let your guard down and let your evil side shine through. Some of us don't have evil sides. Some of us are bitches, some of us are jerks, some of us are egotistical nut-jobs who find that the only thing that ever comes out of our mouths has to do with ourselves or who is/isn't fucking us......but not everyone is evil. A kind of evil that is unrelenting and unabashed in its perspective. The fact of the matter is that we live in a society where it is looked down upon to be openly mean to someone. When you would like to tell that certain someone to "shut the hell up, and quit talking about yourself," or "we all know your small, little-ass penis hasn't stuck it in anyone since we've met you, so quit trying to act like you know anything about sex," we have to pause, take a breath, every once and awhile fight back, but ultimately zip our lips and pretend like nothing's bothering us. This social force causes me, and people like me, to then creep into the shadows where no one else can hear, screaming at the top of my lungs for someone to shoot (them) me. Often times, these shadows are where I also find my kind; twitching, foaming at the mouth to let out the frustrations of their daily encounters with idiotic people. Hey, it's this or explode; so we sit together, if only in a whisper, slowly letting it all out. Some might call it poison, venom even, but I would rather bleed it out than keep it bottled up inside.

I have a friend who shares my perspective. We get along so well because we can't help ourselves but bond in our evilness. It's a trait I haven't found in anyone else in Fayetteville. I wouldn't say we're terrible. I wouldn't put us in the category of snobs--we feed on the deserving. This goes back to society dictating that we all be as nice as we can to each other. The girl who always talks about herself does so because no one, or not enough people, have told her to shut the hell up, but if I were to do so, she'd cry, and I'd look like the villain, because even though everyone would be thanking me in there head, they'd still cast stones, because that's what you do when you openly insult fragile, sociopathic girls. The guy who talks as though he actually has relationships with people other than Rosey Palm and Keri Lotion does so because society dictates that thou shalt not call out the under-(sexed)privileged. And even if hitting with this low blow keeps you from getting hit yourself, you still are vilified, even though, again, everyone is thinking exactly what you just said. Thus, my friend and I are content to cackling in our corner, happy to share our thoughts with someone.

And what's really worse, gossiping quietly to a friend, or going out and really telling everybody what you think of them? I would say the latter, as some situations are better left alone. The arrogant bastard who benches 300, but can't count to it is in some ways getting his better desserts by not being told everyone thinks he's an idiot, than being told so, and having the opportunity to change--this is why I said I was evil. Some confrontations, like I've already stated, would just result in a lot of tears, finger pointing, and someone jumping off a tall building--also not worth my time.

Maybe everyone has a friend like mine. Maybe everyone has a friend like mine, and you all get together and talk about me like I talk about all of you...actually, I don't talk about all of you, just the one's of you that I don't like, and boy, don't I dislike a lot of you! But really, let's all try to be more honest, and let's see how far that gets us. Maybe if we were more honest with people, personalities wouldn't get out of hand, and we wouldn't have to sit around whispering and being evil.

But then again, where would be the fun in that :)
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