NEVER POSTED: vent: broke

July 12th, 2010 • 12:15am

what have we become?

we've become a needy group of children whose perceptions of what's important in our lives have been twisted and swayed by the supposed conventions of young society told to us through the television, showed to us by those magazines, reinterpreted through those hollywood love stories.

this particular rant is about young teenagers and their continual lusts for one another.

instead enjoying our youth, being kids, chillin' because its the right thing to do, we've got this understanding embedded within our brains that we have to be in a 'committed relationship', that we do in fact need a boy-toy, that strong, designer wearing guy who can 'hold me in his arms and never let go', that finding that guy to 'love' and to hold is the most essential aspect of being a teenager... when its not. do we even know what it means to be committed?

why do we think we know what we want? why do we order a hot chips, look at our bulging guts, and then wish we got the salad? do some of us even have a gut?

are teenagers more lonely these days? then make some friends. where's the comfort in forging a relationship on the precept that he's hot, hence you think he's cute, therefore he's perfect boyfriend material. why do some of us do it for the sake of social status?

why do we assume its love when you met him/her 2 minutes ago? why do girls allow themselves to be subconsciously prostituted from boy to boy, trying to find that substitute for her inadequacy to be content with what she's got and who she is as an individual. however, instead they let themselves be hurt, again and again.

why can't we stand on our own two feet as an individual? why do some of us want to have our identity attached to somebody else's.

i'm sorry. i'm sorry. but it legitimately breaks my heart to see young teenagers waste their golden years on temporary and fading things. losing sight of the extraordinary greatness that they each behold. the fact that they could change the world... if they stopped looking at the mirror.

i may be old school, dryly conservative, subconsciously judgemental, rude, obtrusive, out of context or what-have-you. but eh. i'm only like this because i care.