hell in a handbasket.

the world has had fluxuations in temperature since the beginning of time, your neighbor's obnoxiously scented hairspray is not why spring is coming earlier than usual. in about six centuries, everything will likely be covered in ice again.

americans are told to exercise freedom, protect rights, and understand their ability (duty) to ensure that their government is efficient. when it's been multiple years and the senate won't use the simple power of raising their hands and signing the bill to overrule a president's martial-opinion, then perhaps you should be writing angry letters to your senator instead. verbally slapping the country's symbolic head around just because you haven't realized the balance of power and the limits to such is not productive. you're calling him a dog, but you're the one chasing a tail.

if you're twelve years old and you're squealing at an unnatural octive over the fact that zac efron is booming through your butterflystickercovered stereo, then you'd better damn well remember it and own up to the fact when you're thirty. no, you don't stop liking music. you simply broaden your taste and discover new things, nothing's wrong with having an open mind.

when ten people who have nothing to do with one another tell you that you're being a dick, then it's probably true. there's no way that every person you encounter is merely jumping on your ass.

late at night, when you're talking to the one friend that you actually care about and you're telling them how much you hate what the world is coming to, look yourself in the mirror and make a mental note of the fact that you're a part of what you hate. if you hate it, then change it. if you're not willing to, then go out and make the best of it. no one wallows in shit that they didn't sling themselves, and there's always a way out; things can be fixed.


you're the one right thing in the world today, i'm positive.