"You're a spoiled brat. Oh yes, it's true. You think nobody matters but you. Forget about the hungry in Mexico. Go play your stupid Nintendo. We've got everything we want. We're ungrateful spoiled little brats. Forget our humble self esteem, stop living for the selfish dream."
Is it so wrong to make the realization that you aren't going to change the world?
I mean, I thought it was just part of growing up, realizing that you probably aren't going to be a pop star, a princess, or the first woman president.
And quite honestly, to an extent, I don't want to be those things. I just want to be comfortable. I just want to be somewhere that suits me, and is it so terrible that what suits me is not being a princess?
According to some that's called complacency. That's me just settling for a middle class existence, and dooming myself to a life of unhappiness. But I don't think that will make me unhappy. I think it will make me more unhappy to strive for something I will most likely not achieve.
I don't have to force my opinions on others, and I don't have to prove to everyone else that I am right, and they are wrong. I'm sorry that I don't want to fill my life with conflict. And does that make me afraid? Does that make me a completely weak person?
No. It doesn't.
I think the idea that I am going to hate my life, because of being complacent is absolute bullshit.
I have so many things to say that could point out the hippocracy of the person who gave me this advice. I could tear down your argument one piece at a time, but will I? No. Because I have respect for your ideas, no matter how flawed, obscene, or fucking retarded they are.
Maybe that's just me being stupid, but I have always at least tried to understand how your mind works, even when what comes from it is almost an attack against me.
"So instead of hitting them or doing anything about it, you go post on your Tumblr, and blog about it."
Done, hope you're happy.
