You'd no doubt call me a feminist even though I wish you wouldn't
It’s amazing how people just don’t get it. It’s amazing how, despite our impressive evolution to our current mental capabilities, it’s the simple things that elude people. It’s the way nobody really seems to have an understanding of respect for anyone else. It’s the way everyone is so concerned with himself that common courtesy escapes basic etiquette.
It’s the way you take a defensive tone for him as you ask the question. Someone you hardly know. Someone saying stupid shit that irritates me…not because it’s just him, but because it’s comes in collective amounts from too many people. Maybe I’m being hyper-sensitive, but it’s sensitivity from an over-abundance of stupidity. Freedom of speech? Maybe people should learn to exercise logic and decency before they learn to talk.
Or maybe something’s wrong with me. Maybe I am always wrong. Maybe my thoughts have no purpose outside of my own existence. Maybe I should be like all of you - adopt some stereotypical, socially spawned list of ideas. Sounds like a plan.
Maybe it is all stereotypes. Maybe everyone else has come to terms with it and I’ll forever be stuck outside trying to catch a glimpse of what everyone else seems capable of doing, mindlessly.
…You know, I try to look for the words to explain what is wrong when you ask. The only thing that you could ever POSSIBLY wrap your head around is an actual emotion, and since I can’t give those out, I guess you just can’t understand. So just let me pout, okay? I’m probably just being a silly girl.
It’s the way you take a defensive tone for him as you ask the question. Someone you hardly know. Someone saying stupid shit that irritates me…not because it’s just him, but because it’s comes in collective amounts from too many people. Maybe I’m being hyper-sensitive, but it’s sensitivity from an over-abundance of stupidity. Freedom of speech? Maybe people should learn to exercise logic and decency before they learn to talk.
Or maybe something’s wrong with me. Maybe I am always wrong. Maybe my thoughts have no purpose outside of my own existence. Maybe I should be like all of you - adopt some stereotypical, socially spawned list of ideas. Sounds like a plan.
Maybe it is all stereotypes. Maybe everyone else has come to terms with it and I’ll forever be stuck outside trying to catch a glimpse of what everyone else seems capable of doing, mindlessly.
…You know, I try to look for the words to explain what is wrong when you ask. The only thing that you could ever POSSIBLY wrap your head around is an actual emotion, and since I can’t give those out, I guess you just can’t understand. So just let me pout, okay? I’m probably just being a silly girl.