CHANGE THE WORLD!

Well, let's get started.

*ahem*

CHIN UP, YOU APATHETIC FUCKTARDS.

Hmm, that felt good.

Anyway:

There's no evolution anymore. We were growing as a society in the 60's and 70's because kids were speaking up. They were no longer obedient, coniformist slaves. We were out protesting what we didn't believe in. Why none of this today? Because music is what adults want it to be, what the RIAA wants it to be, what the government wants it to be.

Have fun listening to your Green Day, MCR, and Fall Out Boy. What message have you got? "I'm gonna kill myself, and life sucks." LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT. If you think it's going to suck, guess what Sunshine? It's gonna suck. You can sit and sulk about it in the corner while much better music is putting up the vibe we should all be following. If you don't like it, change it. Can't change it? Who cares? Get more people to join you. Else you're going to fall deeper and deeper into depression.

I'm sick and tired of music promoting hate. What the hell? I don't want to listen to lyrics telling me to go fuck myself. No. We should all love. We should all be at peace. Peace is the answer. We're going to sell it like a product. We're going to sell it until the housewife's at the market choosing between two products. Peace or War? Hmm. All war does is kill. Kill innocent lives meant to be fuffilled, and I can't believe you guys have forgotten that after what John said all those years ago.

Sort your life out.

Grow up.

Make love, not war.

Oh yeah, I've asked George Phillies to come to Missoula. If he does, I will have the best frikking rally Montana's ever seen.

Because the world needs to change.

For the better.

Hogs, Pigs, and Swine.

I really love John Lennon. He's my hero, icon, and other wonsaponatime.

Which is probably why I did this:



Took a while, but I love it.


Anyway:

I hate war. Why the hell do we get killed trying to kill people who killed people who tried to kill them, who in turn, killed someone or other? Why? Why all the hate? Who says whether someone gets to live or die?

I say Hillary Clinton no one deserves to die. No.

Not even Saddam. We're just killing him for killing people. How do we do that? We kill. Then, to eat, we go and kill some deer. Fuck vegetarianism(sic)!


In other news:

I hate golf. It's making me never have time for:

a. Allison
b. Guitar Hero
c. Complaining Writing

Seriously.

I wish I could quit. But, if I do I can't go to Frenchtown. Where I'll also do Drama/Speech/Debate/PAINTING NAILS! When the hell will I go to the bathroom?

I swear to FSM, I hate organization so much. It makes me angry.

Hmph.

I'm not done complaining/writing.

I don't like...

Country.

I like the way smiles look.

:)

I really do.

They seem so innocent.

Aww, smilies, never leave me.

-Ethan

Haywire

Part X: The Final Part

I'm tired. I'm bored. I miss Allison. I don't think I've ever worried more. Worried that I can't do anything to change what I'm worried about.

*Drugs
*People
*Myself
*The End

So, let's do this as if I'm in the least bit organized.

I. Drugs

I hate them alot. Mind-altering Crap pills. I really wish people would never use them. My hero used them. Both of them. All 5 used drugs. Everyone uses drugs. Except me. Why the hell am I so innocent? Is it because I'm such a nerd? I never get invited to parties, thus am never offered these heathens? Is un-popularity the only hope for soberity? Where is society headed this way? To a deep hole of depression and a extinction of all applicable thought! No one understands what I'm saying now. *sigh*

I shouldn't stay up until 1 AM worrying, hoping no one will come near me tomorrow. I shouldn't think. Why can't I watch TV and go numb? Watch the flicker of idiotic sex jokes and laugh along with all who are supposed to be my peers? Why am I so full of myself? WHY DO I THINK MYSELF BETTER THAN ALL THE OTHER CRETINS MY AGE? I'm probably not spelling half of the words that come to mind correctly. I hate hate. I hate love. What do I love?



II. People

"A person is rational, people are idiots." Why does this seem to become more true to life the older I get? Why am I starting to sound full of hate like Eric, Dylan, and Charles? Were they the only intelligent ones? Are people all really deserving to die, considering they go to a better place? Isn't dying a good thing? Is it? But, no one deserves to die. If one person killed everyone, the victims would go to Heaven, and the commiter would go to Hell. Isn't that a fair trade? One person's suffering for the rests' leisure?

I'm sounding insane now. I'm spelling everything wrong.

Everyone's living a "Consume, die" life. Why can't they learn to live and help? Why do I want to help people, and at the same time, destroy them all?

Who am I anymore?



III. Myself

I am a wreck. I want to be with Allison constantly. I don't even know what love is. From my best guess, it's non-existant. I want to help. I want to love. But, I'm locking others away from me. I don't want to grow up to be an insane madman who tries to kill us all because of his warped views on humanity and life. I really don't.



IIII. The End

I know the end is soon. It's got to be. We're screwing ourselves in the ear. All the presidential candidates suck, global warming gonna kill us, we're running out of resources with no want for new ideas. We're all going to die.

Why will no one let others help?

Why won't we help ourselves?

Why won't we help others?

Who are we, anyway?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Why?

Who?