Fifteen year old in Dashboard Confessional shirt! Yes, YOU. I need you to stop yammering on about how unfair the world is for a second and try something a little foreign to your age group: listen for a god damn second.
YOU. DO. NOT. HAVE. IT. HARD. If you live in a first world country, in a house in the suburbs with parents who can hold down jobs and keep away from the sauce and/or crackpipe, you are part of a lucky, small percentage of the world.
Because overreactive anger and angst are not currency, you have a sweet free ride in this thing you call your... what was it, again? "Tortured existance"? What happened, did your "step-monster" make you pick up your own shit around the house? Or your teacher, being the biggest asshole on the planet, made you stop writing your poems about death in her class and actually pay the fuck attention?
There are children in this world who PRAY that one day they'll be allowed an education. But yours inconveniences you?! You know what? Your appalling ignorance is going to be a bigger inconvenience in the future... when you can't get a job anywhere that doesn't make you wear a paper hat or scrape road kill off the expressway.
Oh, and another thing. DESPITE WHAT YOU THINK, YOU ARE NOT THAT POOR. If your family lives in its own place, with food on the table, hot and cold water and clothing for all, you are not that poor. If you have even ONE television, let alone two or three AND cable, you are not that poor! If you have pets, are involved in clubs, go on ANY kind of vacation EVER, and can get proper medical treatment when necessary, YOU ARE NOT THAT POOR.
If I hear ONE more little sniveling white kid talk about how they live in "the ghetto" because maybe their grass is dead or their house needs a new coat of paint, I'm going to punch them right in the face.
1. You have never had to worry about stray bullets while standing in front of your house.
2. You have never seen a dead body lying near your place, unexplained.
3. You have never waited for a truck to pull up with food or water rations, only to have to viciously fight your neighbors for them.
If all the above is correct: SHUT THE FUCK UP.
So stop with your retarded slang. Where you live is NOT that fucking bad. It might not be a mansion but damnit, it's probably better than what you deserve. Actually, the same could be said about the rest of your life.
Die in a fire, okay? Thanks.
(Sorry that my thoughts are so unorganized. I just got so sick of these dipshits that I just began writing...)
YOU. DO. NOT. HAVE. IT. HARD. If you live in a first world country, in a house in the suburbs with parents who can hold down jobs and keep away from the sauce and/or crackpipe, you are part of a lucky, small percentage of the world.
Because overreactive anger and angst are not currency, you have a sweet free ride in this thing you call your... what was it, again? "Tortured existance"? What happened, did your "step-monster" make you pick up your own shit around the house? Or your teacher, being the biggest asshole on the planet, made you stop writing your poems about death in her class and actually pay the fuck attention?
There are children in this world who PRAY that one day they'll be allowed an education. But yours inconveniences you?! You know what? Your appalling ignorance is going to be a bigger inconvenience in the future... when you can't get a job anywhere that doesn't make you wear a paper hat or scrape road kill off the expressway.
Oh, and another thing. DESPITE WHAT YOU THINK, YOU ARE NOT THAT POOR. If your family lives in its own place, with food on the table, hot and cold water and clothing for all, you are not that poor. If you have even ONE television, let alone two or three AND cable, you are not that poor! If you have pets, are involved in clubs, go on ANY kind of vacation EVER, and can get proper medical treatment when necessary, YOU ARE NOT THAT POOR.
If I hear ONE more little sniveling white kid talk about how they live in "the ghetto" because maybe their grass is dead or their house needs a new coat of paint, I'm going to punch them right in the face.
1. You have never had to worry about stray bullets while standing in front of your house.
2. You have never seen a dead body lying near your place, unexplained.
3. You have never waited for a truck to pull up with food or water rations, only to have to viciously fight your neighbors for them.
If all the above is correct: SHUT THE FUCK UP.
So stop with your retarded slang. Where you live is NOT that fucking bad. It might not be a mansion but damnit, it's probably better than what you deserve. Actually, the same could be said about the rest of your life.
Die in a fire, okay? Thanks.
(Sorry that my thoughts are so unorganized. I just got so sick of these dipshits that I just began writing...)