The Dragon Is Back
Am I a threat to the world or myself? This question has been constantly raised since that last week when I argued with Ashlea and Kylee. Words so harsh yet even to this very moment, I still stand by them. Ever since then, it seems as if almost every person whom I know wants to argue with me about somethings and nothings. Usually nothings that spawn into something but then silently fade off like the sparks of a light firework indicating their true nature of nothingness. Everyone tells me that it's my fault and that I'm confrontational. Telling me I shouldn't be so philosophical when I drink because people don't talk "philosophy" when they're drunk. They talk about who's gonna win the World Series this season, which girls have the biggest tits at the party, who's the best at Beer Pong and who they wanna lay that night. Well I say fuck that! Do I have to talk about the same shit as everyone else at a party. I don't give a damn if I'm in a fraternity or not. If I want to debate String Theory with the girl who has the ruby red lips, the busty cleavage and that silent yet wild passionate look in her eyes, then I'll do as I please. If I want to yell as loud as possible, I'll do as I please.
It seems as if certain people who seem to assume that since they've been around me and therefore can regulate my actions have a slight problem with me calling them on their shit for lack of a better word. No there is a better word but "shit" describes how I perceive myself reacting to these certain individuals. Every time I speak, people want to argue. I always tell others now that I'm ONLY explaining my opinion. I'm not arguing. This is not necessarily true because "just" explaining your opinion is always in conflict with everything it is subjected to. YOU as an individual ARE an opinion. However, for conversational convenience with others SINCE I DO recognize that the voicing of my opinion does cause others to feel their petty threat in relation to me, I state that I'm only stating my opinion to them. BUT THEN these hypocritical bastards keep on perpetuating the damn argument as if there ass did not only hear me but didn't hear their goddamn mouthy selves!
That one statement where people disregard everything you say but still SAY they know exactly what you mean just so they can get their point across to you. That statement like, "I understand what you're saying but all I'm saying is..." No muthafucka! You DON'T understand what I'm saying. Shut the fuck up and listen! Anyway, so I'll state my opinion and then someone will ask why I'm stating my opinion or why do I feel that their opinion doesn't matter or some other bullshit dumbass question that they most likely know the answer to but want me to whoop their figuratively scrawny ass with my verbal just to explain it to them one more time. So I'll tell them because that's my opinion or that's how I think and if they don't agree I could give a fuckless. AND THEN...they want to know why I don't give a fuckless. Of course the questioning by the Grand Inquisitions go on and on until eventually I have to call someone retarded or fat or anorexic or some bullshit like that just so they'll stop arguing the subject. I'm at the point where I would rather lower someone's self esteem and be deemed an asshole by the surrounding person(s) than to argue with them about my own damn opinion.
Yea I'm listening to Crossfade and my anger is that cold dragon seething crystal flames with inside my mind and melting into my very tastebuds so that the next time I speak, a tongue ass kicking is sure to ensue and pursue some poor innocent soul.
It seems as if certain people who seem to assume that since they've been around me and therefore can regulate my actions have a slight problem with me calling them on their shit for lack of a better word. No there is a better word but "shit" describes how I perceive myself reacting to these certain individuals. Every time I speak, people want to argue. I always tell others now that I'm ONLY explaining my opinion. I'm not arguing. This is not necessarily true because "just" explaining your opinion is always in conflict with everything it is subjected to. YOU as an individual ARE an opinion. However, for conversational convenience with others SINCE I DO recognize that the voicing of my opinion does cause others to feel their petty threat in relation to me, I state that I'm only stating my opinion to them. BUT THEN these hypocritical bastards keep on perpetuating the damn argument as if there ass did not only hear me but didn't hear their goddamn mouthy selves!
That one statement where people disregard everything you say but still SAY they know exactly what you mean just so they can get their point across to you. That statement like, "I understand what you're saying but all I'm saying is..." No muthafucka! You DON'T understand what I'm saying. Shut the fuck up and listen! Anyway, so I'll state my opinion and then someone will ask why I'm stating my opinion or why do I feel that their opinion doesn't matter or some other bullshit dumbass question that they most likely know the answer to but want me to whoop their figuratively scrawny ass with my verbal just to explain it to them one more time. So I'll tell them because that's my opinion or that's how I think and if they don't agree I could give a fuckless. AND THEN...they want to know why I don't give a fuckless. Of course the questioning by the Grand Inquisitions go on and on until eventually I have to call someone retarded or fat or anorexic or some bullshit like that just so they'll stop arguing the subject. I'm at the point where I would rather lower someone's self esteem and be deemed an asshole by the surrounding person(s) than to argue with them about my own damn opinion.
Yea I'm listening to Crossfade and my anger is that cold dragon seething crystal flames with inside my mind and melting into my very tastebuds so that the next time I speak, a tongue ass kicking is sure to ensue and pursue some poor innocent soul.