You don’t have a morbid mind, and nobody gives a shit.
I’ll be the first to admit I have a slightly skewed point of view on life. I can get a chuckle out of some guy getting hit by a train just like anybody else. But this does not mean I will use it as a defining characteristic of my personality. These damned kids nowadays want to be warped, want to get emo haircuts and say we don’t know how bad they have it. I AM CALLING BULLSHIT. ATTENTION ALL TEENYBOPPING GOTH KIDS, I AM CALLING YOU OUT.
I’m sorry that growing up in lower middle class white neighborhoods has left you so scarred. Life is cruel, and sometimes your sibling will steal the prize out of the box of captain crunch. It happens. There is no need to go around telling everyone how morbid you are or how dark your soul is. OoooOOOOOoohhhh…..spooky!
We all know these kids. They are the ones who go out of their way to laugh every time someone dies in a movie. They probably have a myspace account with a black theme and lots of typical pseudo-goth crap in it. They will listen to music religiously and use it to help form their image. They will walk around and BEG for you to call them a freak, because it somehow justifies the hoooorible pain they feel. Guess what cunts, nobody is happy all the time, you just suck at dealing with it.
Here are some facts for you guys, just so you can’t say that nobody told you: parents get divorced, your pets will die, your family could die at any time(and probably will), you could be poor at some time in your life, your uncle will molest you, the manager at the fast food restaurant that you work in might be mean to you, other kids are different and will make fun of you. You get the idea. And guess what, this happens to other people who don’t whine about it all the time! Most of you will never know starvation. Most of you will never know a war on your soil. Most of you will never murder anyone. Most of you won’t be murdered (unless I find you… you know who you are).
All of this is an act, and it’s a poor one. Given the opportunity to get revenge on one of their tormentors 99% of these big babies wouldn’t have the guts to even cut ‘em, nonetheless gut ‘em. And NONE of them would have the brains to get away with it, and then we’d be forced to see them on the news talking about how it’s society’s fault and how they have no remorse.
So it’s put up or shut up time. Stop using cutting yourselves as an attention getting device. Nobody cares. Finish the job. Stop half assing it and go down the street, not across the railroad tracks (anybody who knows anything will understand that). If you’re so seriously troubled by life’s injustices then please, end it all and remove your faulty chromosomes from the gene pool. If you’re serious about taking your pain out on others, get to it already instead of just making idle threats. Do it, get caught, and go to jail so I don’t have to look at your awkward expressions of angst and failure anymore. If you do a good enough job, you can be famous and everyone will use your middle name when they refer to you. Finally, something you could be proud of!
In the end, you are no different than anyone else. Everyone has experienced tragedy in one form or another. Of course, most people don’t use it as a pity crutch. In fact if you look at the slightly older generation they tried to take bad things and turn them into something productive instead of just sitting around wallowing in sorrow like a bunch of pussies. They started scholarships in honor of dead children, they started rescue organizations for those that hadn’t had one in time. People move here from war-torn countries and renounce violence. They learned from the problems of the past and did something about it. On the other hand, when these stupid emo\pseudo-goth kids look back on their past, all they will have is a handful of bad pictures and a lot of wasted years.
Look at what you have. Be thankful for it. Don’t worry about what you don’t have. Get a hobby and do something positive. Most of all, stop wasting my motherfucking oxygen.