To You Who Enjoys Shit Talking My Blog.

Right now I am dog/house sitting for a friend. As I sat alone on the balcony of her apartment, I smoked a cigarette and watched the rain fall on the parking lot. I started thinking about my life. I suddenly realized that I really love my life. I am truly happy. I had nothing to complain about. I felt no urge to make fun of anyone. I had no hatred, no fear, no negativity of any kind. I have the most amazing friends, An unbelievable family and the mindset that all is well. I realized that was more than you could say about yourself when you are alone without your friends who fuel your fire to be an ignorant asshole. Which is how you distract yourself from how you treat the people around you who deserve better. You are no better than me or anyone else for that matter. But it's amusing that you think you are. You and your friends are full of gossip and bullshit.

A funny thing that I noticed recently.

The stereotype of people who do drugs: Bad people.

The stereotype of people who don't do drugs: Good people.

Then why are the majority of the straight edge kids I know complete and total pricks. They judge everyone for their morals and they are some of the shadiest people I know.

I do drugs. I am saying this, not to brag, or to sound cool, but to show that I am a good person. I love everything I do. I don't care how you judge me.

I hope you realize one day just how many people you put yourself around who don't really care about you.

And I hope you also realize... that you just fucking suck.