They’re blundering dunderheads. If I could, I would take an oath to live my remaining days in a hole away from them all, but alas, it is not possible (and i would become mad with loneliness and perform that not honorable action). In a society that covets outer beauty, all seek only that which benefits them. When one is nice to another, the latter abuses and disrespects the former. Is this really how life is supposed to be? Is life really the survival of the fittest? Why do males only ever want one thing? It’s okay to be friends with a guy if they like you, but once you tell them it isn’t mutual it isn’t okay anymore. Perhaps i am unfriendable? Perhaps i am not slutty enough, or air headed enough. Maybe i need to be less ambitious, less passive. Well, excuse me if i don’t like speaking about subjects that mean nothing. Strike up a conversation concerning nihilism and just maybe ill converse. Perhaps i believe in humility and therefore don’t like talking about myself. And females- they’re cut-throat and unfriendly, not to mention the fact that they backstab each other so often. Why do we all think the grass is greener on the other side? The truth is that there is no grass. Everything is synthetic. Reality is distorted. Nothing is what it seems.
This is all complete and utter rubbish, but i just wanted to vent. sorry.
![It seems as though there’s a ton more teenage angst this year than previous years in my high school experience. Is it that the level of teenage angst has risen, or have i simply woken from my self-centered teenage coma? Or is tumblr a cesspool of teenage angst (not to mention of hopes, dreams, and so much more)?
[The picture doesn’t much correlate with teenage angst, but M. had such a sense of peace and serenity at the time that I took the photo, that it gives me comfort and solace just looking at the image.]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m14a5xR1yW1rp27jwo1_1280.jpg)
Orpheus and Eurydice, The Metamorphese, Ovid.
