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@misiirlou
❛ we should be BOTTLING their blood ❜
indie remus from true blood. written by lo.
making icons.
“Well of course it’s dumb, it’s completely against what school is supposed to teach us: how to be unique while still not giving us room to grow creatively. Everything is going against itself – it’s why many people are losing faith in this generation && for the future of the human race. They say school is supposed to make us smarter but it has the opposite effect. Why give the next generation freedom to do more damage to an already damaged enough world? It seems supposedly smarter to just brainwash us so that we repeat the mistakes of the past. America’s education goals in a nutshell.”
( This was the most intellectually accurate conversation that she had ever had with someone else her own age. Most people would just zone out or try to change the subject to something both could relate to – sports, as many found out, wasn’t really something that she could exactly relate to. The real question WASN’T what made this boy so cynical – no, not in the slightest – it was WHO HE WAS and if he could stand to have more conversations with her. )
“-----everything’s going down, man. It’s all about what society dictates us to do. EAT, kneel, sᴛᴜᴅʏ, pray. But----- W H A T FOR ?? Study && work like a caged animal; only for what, I ask ya? To buy stuff. To be socially accepted. And if you don’t? You’re mentally ill. Have you noticed just how much these high school robots seem to ignore && despise those who can actually [ THINK ] ??”
( Wasn’t that the truth, after all? That the one who shall not study or work, in this current generation, is considered to be the scum of the earth? Hell, even in HIS generation this thought was already incredibly popular. Perhaps these were nothing more but a common reaction of the human being; constantly seeking to copy the same action as others, merely for the desire to be accepted within a community. F U T I L E, to say the least. Hell----- no wonder he had shot up an entire school. )
“-----I’m Tate, by the way,”
And yet, he is glad that at least you is an exception to the world’s own heap of the same processed garbage. He is, candidly, surprised that you are, by all means, smart. A conversation that he is finally able to enjoy && not feel what he likes to call it so much----- his ol’ friend boredom.
He knew himself a villain—but he deem’d The rest no better than the thing he seem’d; And scorn’d the best as hypocrites who hid Those deeds the bolder spirit plainly did. He knew himself detested, but he knew The hearts that loath’d him, crouch’d and dreaded too. Lone, wild, and strange, he stood alike exempt From all affection and from all contempt: (I, XII)
The Corsair (1814) Lord Byron
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Abusive plots;
Please like/reblog if you’re fine with abusive, kidnapping, torturous, generally triggering plots. I need some people to para with so yeah. Thanks.
“EXACTLY,” Ginger agreed, leaning forward. FINALLY! Someone who understood. “Society is fucked, man. People mindlessly follow the leader.” A soft, but malicious simper crawled across her crimson lips. “Society needs to crumble. We’re just too chickenshit to do it.” She reached into her pocket, pulling out a crumbled package of Marlboros from her pocket. “Cigarette?”
“...-----this is all bullshit. Why do they gotta follow someone to feel good about themselves? People can be full of crap most of the time, trust me.”
( Blond brows knitted together in both confusion and disdain; clearly not being able -- or perhaps simply not wanting -- to understand why would anyone; with small or no exceptions, would simply follow someone without any further questions. Yet, he is glad---- someone finally understands; YOU understand. )
“Thanks-- appreciate it,”
Fingertips reached for a small white dot; the cigarette was pulled out as thin digits searched for the cold && metallic object inside his pocket. A fire could be seen, so primitive and yet ever so useful; dangerous too, perhaps. The cylinder’s tip was burnt, leaving a small trace of smoke up in the air as he inhaled it nice and slow.
“They all think they’re such special snowflakes, but honestly? They’re the same heap of garbage as ( EVERYONE ) else, -----and that’s fucked, man.”
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why do i sound like a kardashian
I BELONG SOMEWHERE ON ICE I’M COLD, I’M A NEW BLOOD TYPE EVEN COLDER, COLD SHOULDER BORN SINNER, YOU KNOW?
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misiirlou
“ It’s not funny, Tate. — Shut up about it already. “
‘ You think so? C’mon, ----it’s a great joke. ’
“Because everyone wants to fit under this omniscient normal archetype. People want to fit in so that they can just live life without anyone calling them out. It’s like that one group of people in every depiction of high school that dress the same && act in a certain way. To be blunt: because everyone is too scared to be ostracized for showing an ounce of independence.”
( She had questioned the actions of people in her own high school almost daily, seeing people act one way to her face && then completely act like a different person when people were watching. It is the illness that plagues this generation. )
“...----that’s dumb, but you know that, right? You seem like a smart girl. Very smart. I like that--- not like those ignorant people from high school; nah. High school ain’t training you to be a genius; instead it’s training you to be C O N T R O L L E D. But truth is-- they don’t know jackshit. Most geniuses never actually ( needed ) high school, man.”
( Was it a complete lie, though? Nah, he would say. It was the truth && the truth only, as for he had -- yes -- watched fruits of this new generation as time passed by; not different at all from his own, or perhaps even WORSE. But he understands it, && he understands you. Humans seemed to be diseased and he wondered, oh how he truly wondered, if there was anyone [ S A N E ] in this filthy, goddamn world. )
that moment when you realize that tate killed jonah mitchell from dexter in the westfield shooting
“...----that’s my point, man. Why does everybody needs to act like programmed fuckin’ androids?”
( He’d been with such thoughts in mind for a while, a true doubt about the entire human being---- && he’s candidly intrigued, somehow expecting you to clarify the question just inquired. )
I PREPARE FOR THE NOBLE WAR
written by lo.