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Things are changing. This place has somehow started seeping into my blood, and transforming how I act, think, and make decisions. There are many things I plan on changing in my life. I really can’t stand how a majority of the people in this town act, and how I feel when watching them treat each other with absolutely no respect. As of this point I don’t dislike anyone. As of this point I’m letting go of every negative thing I’ve had done to me. Revenge is silly. It’s weakening.
I need a change of pace, of scenery, even if that means changing what’s around me and pulling new mountains out of the asphalt. This game is a circumnavigation, ending at the beginning and perpetuating more of the same old. Over and over again, and what’s worse is when kids can sit and explain what’s wrong here, when they can clearly see their own follies and some how ignore them as soon as it provides an ounce of attention. Many of these kids aren’t worth an ounce of fucking anxiety. As soon as you offer me an ounce of respect, we can get along, until then you are a stranger. And as a stranger I will offer you whatever I can offer, but don’t think that for a second you have an effect on my outlook. Take what I offer, wipe your ass with it, and throw it back at me, you won’t effect me anymore.
This is my last post, I am sick of pretending like scene drama is interesting, and worth the two seconds it takes to read it. Two second of idleness is more productive.
I need a change of pace, of scenery, even if that means changing what’s around me and pulling new mountains out of the asphalt. This game is a circumnavigation, ending at the beginning and perpetuating more of the same old. Over and over again, and what’s worse is when kids can sit and explain what’s wrong here, when they can clearly see their own follies and some how ignore them as soon as it provides an ounce of attention. Many of these kids aren’t worth an ounce of fucking anxiety. As soon as you offer me an ounce of respect, we can get along, until then you are a stranger. And as a stranger I will offer you whatever I can offer, but don’t think that for a second you have an effect on my outlook. Take what I offer, wipe your ass with it, and throw it back at me, you won’t effect me anymore.
This is my last post, I am sick of pretending like scene drama is interesting, and worth the two seconds it takes to read it. Two second of idleness is more productive.