Self-deprecation

Originally posted on Monday, January 05, 2009 on myspace.com

You.
I know who you are.
You’re that pretentious asshole who likes to think he’s philosophical.
Who likes to pretend that the things he writes hold weight in the real world.
That they aren’t just the convoluted thoughts of a teenager in high school.
Your mind is clouded by immaturity, and inexperience.
You’ve never felt anything.
You’re just a baby.
I hate you.
I hate me.