Um, wtf are we doing? We're breaking our backs constantly so we can afford shit we don't need so we can maintain lifestyles we don't want until we're gone. Wtf are we thinking? How the fuck are we supposed to feel real emotions and experience real experiences before we die if we're all aiming to be the same fucking boring as fuck adults with our boring as fuck 2.5 kids using escapism as our only link with happiness. I'm 15 and I have no idea what I'm doing. I've got the boring as fuck parents and the boring as fuck sheltered suburban home. Unless I come up with some serious shit now wtf is the point. We're all heading towards oblivion, the only way to change that is revolution. It's time to fuck up the system. Fuck up the system. If you're reading this, fuck your authority. Fuck those telling you what you need to do. Your only authority is death, the only thing dictating your actions should be fear of oblivion. Take. A Fucking. Stand.