Rage
They say things about men of honour, men with valour, men of men and all that jazz…why not talk about men of dishonour, men lacking courage, man of no other? Yes, these are the most commonly available species and as humans are, we tend to just look over everything common and start evaluating things, which are rare. Another one of them commonly recognized untruths like lies, damn lies, and statistics. Anyway, this post will be utterly meaningless and will lack any impetus to provoke profound thoughts…which, if by any chance, happens, then I will have nothing left to do but commit suicide. For people who know me, they must me nodding their heads viciously at this remark.
Life is outright boring and outrageously pathetic. Zero communication, zero enthusiasm to do anything, bored of watching movies, no new music, no friends…yeah true only, no friends even when they are around here. Busy smoking pot and gulping opiates in a hurry and then justifying every act of theirs with such conviction, that even a blind man who cannot hear will be drowning himself in pity. Apart from that, they are also busy bitching about each other and me. Now this is the most annoying part. I am not a firm supporter of bitching myself even when I know things…it’s fucking gay!!! But looking at their state now, I can expect anything from them. They can even go around fucking cows, all those morons. However, which person would call him a moron or even agree with the fact that he is one? It just goes along with every madfuck saying “Noooo I am not mad don’t take me to the asylum”. But me sitting here and saying this can hardly change a thing. I say that because my zero involvement in the things that have been happening in the past four of five months have led them to a very bright assumption that says, I am the egoistic punk, the moron with a pint-sized ego. It does not make me feel bad. Instead, I feel happy that they don’t bitch around like gay fucks in front of others and have balls to say that to me who did absolutely nothing but is being generally victimized in order to achieve some means of realizing their madness. Another act of justification as I say..har har har! These are the people I held in high regard, in fact, these were the people. Now whatever they do or whatever they say is equivalent to street dogs barking at their highest pitch. I hold me dog’s bark in higher esteem :P. It only takes a few seconds for them to change their opinion about anything, which, according to them, can be attributed to the fact of getting mood swings because of these drugs. Yeah I get the point, another act of just justification of the stupid acts.
Now comes the funny part. Even when I had nothing to say for these stupid deals of theirs, they had lots. I mean hell lots! In a futile attempt at saving myself from being called a beast with no opinions, I came down with one or two replies to their profound sayings. To which obviously they had no answers, and then the clichéd “you won’t understand” announced it’s arrival. Who the fuck wants to understand? If I wanted to then I would do the shit myself rather than hearing stories from you lot. The music they listen to is not because they like it…it’s because its one of the things that gives them mild pleasure in realizing that they are doing something really cool. I am cent-percent sure that if they were made to listen to the same shit 1 year back, they would abuse it and throw it in the cans after raising a huge hue and cry about it. Irresponsible brats all the same and they show no respect towards their parents. They know it well that their parents back home are bothered about the recent changes in them but, who cares? I am a junkie man! I am feeling so good doing this. The high is fantastic. It’s unimaginable but you won’t understand since you don’t do it. FUCK YOU ALL! I don’t want to do it and I don’t care a shit of what it is and why it is. Think about your moms and dads who have raised you to the plump body of yours only to see you making a mess out of it. Unconditional love has it’s definition in them but all you want is artificial pleasure. I will NOT be surprised if I hear this from you
“…man parents are selfish punks! I don’t know what do they expect from me and why the hell do they do it?”
You bloody asswipes, they expect nothing from you. They only thing they want is you to be happy and if you think that you are happy doing this then it is the biggest fucking delusion of your life. Now I say you will not understand the pleasure of making parents happy, because you are too selfish for such unconditional acts. You will be happier if three stranger punks come across your way and you show them your coolness. This is what I call sheer lack of brains. Yeah you people are right. I am egoistic, but you were wrong when you said that it is pint-sized. It is of the fucking size of the Eiffel Tower you fuckwads.
Now comes your turn. I considered it good luck when I came to know about you. I held you in the highest esteem. Far be it for me to thwart it so soon. However, now it is not the same. I understand you went through shit for doing nothing. You were one of them victims who were uninvolved. We shared such wonderful times and now you think of me as another one of those perverts who run after stupid broads. I am ashamed of myself for two reasons.
I say goodbye and good luck to all. May the force be with you people. I had a great time with all of you. Thank you all for that. Now its time for me to pack my bags and go back into my shell where I have nothing to think of and more importantly, nobody to think about. I am happy with my parents and my dawg. Don’t think I need more. Nevertheless, god bless.
P.S. – I would love the fact that the people I am referring to here read this and think of me as the biggest scumbag ever born in humankind. It will help matters though a beast as I am considered to be, I have a heart, a kind one…
Life is outright boring and outrageously pathetic. Zero communication, zero enthusiasm to do anything, bored of watching movies, no new music, no friends…yeah true only, no friends even when they are around here. Busy smoking pot and gulping opiates in a hurry and then justifying every act of theirs with such conviction, that even a blind man who cannot hear will be drowning himself in pity. Apart from that, they are also busy bitching about each other and me. Now this is the most annoying part. I am not a firm supporter of bitching myself even when I know things…it’s fucking gay!!! But looking at their state now, I can expect anything from them. They can even go around fucking cows, all those morons. However, which person would call him a moron or even agree with the fact that he is one? It just goes along with every madfuck saying “Noooo I am not mad don’t take me to the asylum”. But me sitting here and saying this can hardly change a thing. I say that because my zero involvement in the things that have been happening in the past four of five months have led them to a very bright assumption that says, I am the egoistic punk, the moron with a pint-sized ego. It does not make me feel bad. Instead, I feel happy that they don’t bitch around like gay fucks in front of others and have balls to say that to me who did absolutely nothing but is being generally victimized in order to achieve some means of realizing their madness. Another act of justification as I say..har har har! These are the people I held in high regard, in fact, these were the people. Now whatever they do or whatever they say is equivalent to street dogs barking at their highest pitch. I hold me dog’s bark in higher esteem :P. It only takes a few seconds for them to change their opinion about anything, which, according to them, can be attributed to the fact of getting mood swings because of these drugs. Yeah I get the point, another act of just justification of the stupid acts.
Now comes the funny part. Even when I had nothing to say for these stupid deals of theirs, they had lots. I mean hell lots! In a futile attempt at saving myself from being called a beast with no opinions, I came down with one or two replies to their profound sayings. To which obviously they had no answers, and then the clichéd “you won’t understand” announced it’s arrival. Who the fuck wants to understand? If I wanted to then I would do the shit myself rather than hearing stories from you lot. The music they listen to is not because they like it…it’s because its one of the things that gives them mild pleasure in realizing that they are doing something really cool. I am cent-percent sure that if they were made to listen to the same shit 1 year back, they would abuse it and throw it in the cans after raising a huge hue and cry about it. Irresponsible brats all the same and they show no respect towards their parents. They know it well that their parents back home are bothered about the recent changes in them but, who cares? I am a junkie man! I am feeling so good doing this. The high is fantastic. It’s unimaginable but you won’t understand since you don’t do it. FUCK YOU ALL! I don’t want to do it and I don’t care a shit of what it is and why it is. Think about your moms and dads who have raised you to the plump body of yours only to see you making a mess out of it. Unconditional love has it’s definition in them but all you want is artificial pleasure. I will NOT be surprised if I hear this from you
“…man parents are selfish punks! I don’t know what do they expect from me and why the hell do they do it?”
You bloody asswipes, they expect nothing from you. They only thing they want is you to be happy and if you think that you are happy doing this then it is the biggest fucking delusion of your life. Now I say you will not understand the pleasure of making parents happy, because you are too selfish for such unconditional acts. You will be happier if three stranger punks come across your way and you show them your coolness. This is what I call sheer lack of brains. Yeah you people are right. I am egoistic, but you were wrong when you said that it is pint-sized. It is of the fucking size of the Eiffel Tower you fuckwads.
Now comes your turn. I considered it good luck when I came to know about you. I held you in the highest esteem. Far be it for me to thwart it so soon. However, now it is not the same. I understand you went through shit for doing nothing. You were one of them victims who were uninvolved. We shared such wonderful times and now you think of me as another one of those perverts who run after stupid broads. I am ashamed of myself for two reasons.
- I do not know how but I gave you the opportunity to think in those lines about me.
- I could not do a thing about stupid preconceived notions even after being as close as I was to you.
I say goodbye and good luck to all. May the force be with you people. I had a great time with all of you. Thank you all for that. Now its time for me to pack my bags and go back into my shell where I have nothing to think of and more importantly, nobody to think about. I am happy with my parents and my dawg. Don’t think I need more. Nevertheless, god bless.
P.S. – I would love the fact that the people I am referring to here read this and think of me as the biggest scumbag ever born in humankind. It will help matters though a beast as I am considered to be, I have a heart, a kind one…
posted by Blunt at 12/16/2006 08:28:00 PM
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