I could easily sit here and write about how i hate my life and everyon'e out to get me.
But I won't. If these things had happened two years ago-hell, even one year ago- i would have taken everything personally and would have been suicidal. Not now. I cna't figure out if I'm numb, or...if I. just. don't. care anymore.
The reason I'm sitting here, on this rainy day, spilling my soul onto the interntet, is because i don't know where else to do it. I can't tell this to anyone who is close to me, so i might as well put it where everyone I don't know can see it. It makes sense in my head.
My opinion on people change often and swiflty. A week ago today, i pretty much loved the people I right now't stand. The people whose words and music makes everything better. the people I thought were a family and who love what they do. With VERY few exceptions, I see none of them in that way anymore. I will be the very first person to tell you not to believe everything you read, especially on the internet. But over the past two days, what I've heard and see about these people has changed my view of them forever.
Fueled By Ramen/Decaydance artists don't care. They don't care about fans, the music, or any of the things they want you to believe they do. They don't give a shit about your gifts, or the letters, or the goddamn projects we put our blood and sweat into. They care about money, and parties, and being famous. They're offended whne someone says somehting bad about their girlfriends, when these girls are out there spreading hate themselves. But of course they play the victim.
These "musicians" dont care who they manipulate, who they fuck, or who they hurt. they spend their days partying and refuse to work on new music (ahem, panic!) It's ridiculous. Its all based on lies and no one is smart enough to see through it.
More when i'm not on the verge of tears. How fucking emo is this? bahaha.
