So, I had an urge to just write and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to write on my blog or if I was going to write to a specific person, but I just wanted to write. We will see where this leads and what happens with these words I write. As of now I am sitting on a bed at my parents’ house back in my hometown. I haven’t stayed in this room for a few years now except for the few times I come back to visit. Every time I visit, I feel comfortable while simultaneously feeling unease. Things here are so different compared to the lifestyle and the vibe I have developed being away. Here things are much more simple. For a couple that is reaching their late 50s it is completely fine to remain simple. On the other hand, there are younger people that remain simple and ignorant in their ways. Their lifestyle is repetitive, mundane, and frankly dumb. I could never see myself living in a place that strives on the ways of the older generation, seeking a simple high from some drug, and never striving to better myself in any way. There are people I will without a doubt say I am better than because of the choices I have made in my life and what I want to achieve in my life. Of course there are people out there that have different life goals than I and do different things that I could never imagine doing. That is completely fine, but then there are those people that are so ignorant and lack any ambition to change. Those are the people that I can’t stand to be around, because it is so obvious to me that society is changing all around except here. Things are constantly evolving and developing outside of what is shown on the news and if some people tuned into what is out there they might start to understand a bit more than what they already know. Obviously, I have not traveled that much, but I know traveling and experiencing different things, lifestyle, and people is the key to understanding the way the world works. I use to be so narrow-minded and ignorant to the world around me and I blame much of that one this small town I grew up in, but once I experienced a small taste of what the world is really like then I knew I wanted more. This drive has been what has allowed me to choose the more challenging path to achieve the lifestyle I want to live. Anyways, done now.
So, I came home to East Texas to visit the family and to see a friend. While I was hanging with my friend we stop at the place she is staying at and this guy got upset with her for no reason and his meth head friend jumps and says “fuck you and fuck your faggot looking friend” She says wtf and his response is “you dissed my nigga” later we are chilling in the living room and I am talking with my friend and he response “oh god fuck your I can’t handle your gay ass voice” Obviously, I am not going to say shit because for obviously reasons. I am just so happy that I know he will probably end up in prison one day while I will be successful. He thinks he is so badass. Bitch, I can squash with my wallet and my diploma. Hurry on your merry way to prison! When people tell me about all their experiences with race/orientation issues with other people I wonder if they have experienced what it is like to be around a small town full of hillbilly fucks. I just have to say that small buttfuck towns have the worse narrowminded cunts ever. Not only will you encounter the old shitheads that still cling to their parents ways, but also the fuck heads that will forever be stuck in their ways because they will never experience the world outside of the shithole they grew up in.
This is the life I am so happy I left and I am way way better than a whole lot of people around here. Seriously.