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perhaps something deeper blue by --rac-hel-- on 2002-02-04 07:11:57
something deep has the potential of one day emerging from my mind, it's like every day i'll just be sitting in this shithole school waiting to grow up, or atleast get up. there's no way out. i can't imagine myself after highschool and college and what not though I know I'm going. if I weren't taller and a completely different color than them- I would seriously consider moving to the middle of nowhere with the bushmen of the kalahari, just to escape this place where people live for nothing, or maybe it's something, something they'll never have. so many of them have the potential but not the willpower to get off their asses and grow the fuck up, to but some damn effort into their lives and make something more than -- go to bed at 2am * wake up at 6am * get stoned * go to school * get expelled *be happy cuz now 'I' can get drunk all the time* -- it's retarded to put it lightly. I'll admit, I had my bout with alcohol-- which was interesting at its highpoints, but nothing I'd strive to repeat in the future. America is overly emphasized. It's just a land mass full of trailor park living, ass kissing losers who get by in life by buying food at the dollar store. I think I'm going to move to England-- anyone have a place for me to live? maybe I'll teach English or something. I need to get away from these pathetic towns. In a perfect world-- me and harry potter would get married. right-- immature.
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|Deep Blue Something. by Kid on 2002-02-16 16:08:30 | Reply to this|
Still feeling like this? I know you're not the only one who feels this way, my mate's girlfriend feels very similarly. But...and oddly, enough, I'm about to quote Wyclef here, and that's the odd.
He without sin cast the first stone.
Just do what you can because the world you dream of doesn't exist. You have to create it as best you can, its certainly not England, England is just a classist wasteland where anything can be acheived if your parents know the right people. ANYTHING. Incidentally, if you do find the utopian state you dream of, can you let me know, and maybe invite me, as much as I love my life, it still sucks.