you must be fucking mistaken
no, please continue to write. im serious i want to hear ALL about you and your views on the world, society and the like. finished? oh come on you can cram in more of your thoughts onto that deceptively free style facebook note page.
continue to post in volumes about how numbers control your life, how the music lyrics you come up with define life in such an edgy, indie and understandably ironic way only other deep and introspective teens can understand.
write in long winded sentences using descriptive yet dry, sarcastic and witty words that prove to your friends how deep and “zaney” you really are
refer to your peers as teenagers, suggesting you are on a higher plane of living but still able to relate to the masses because you are just that widespread
pretend that people like you
piggy back on the actual trailblazers in creative, psychotic and dark thought and employ their use desperately hoping no one is as well read or watched as you are. why so serious clarice? are the lambs screaming? appy polly loggies for my use of painfully obvious terms and phrases
ask redundant, pointless and intentionally unanswerable questions and answer them with
FUCK or WHY NOT or YES LETS etc
post blogs on the internet, find your niche, and hope to god you get enough followers on tumblr or xanga to support your crumbling self esteem
your crumbling
self
esteem
use odd ways to space out your sentences
refusing to use a period
because your thoughts dont end
they just jump to the next line
and resemble the style shakespeare uses
and everyone admires shakespeare
we study him in schools and perhaps
that will happen to you
you will be studied in schools by children
struggling to understand your deep symbolism
your deep, gaping personal symbolism not even samuel beckett himself would be able to discover, nor would he want to because lets face it hes dead and your not that interesting
so you really must be fucking mistaken. i do not care about your words, your notes, your blogs, your posts, your bullshit, your lies, your everything that hides me from you.
me from you.
all the walls you put up to make others like you become painfully obvious when shamelessly splayed across a facebook note.
you really must be fucking mistaken, i do not care about that.
i care about you.
so dont keep me from you.
and for the LOVE of GOD please use a period.
