Posted 18th December 2012 1627

High school is over. I wish I could say the person I was then is the person I am…but that’s a lie. I have always been hateful, spiteful, greedy, and out only for numero uno. The people I met at my school were so obviously superficial and contrived, I floated among them daily, somehow managing to never lose perspective of who I am. If I had the chance to, if i was not so afraid of their hive-minded scorn, I would tell them all just how useless they were. I would make mention of how I trucked their asses to and from school with no compensation, how after all was said and done the least they could have done was support me during graduation, but apparently even that was too much. So now I’m here, posting anonymously about how they treated me. Not a one of them would go an inch out of their way to find me, to be around me, anything.

I am content in never seeing any of them again. There is a whole world out there, and the fact the the confines of an educational institution is now out of the picture, i can gleefully leave those wastes of lives in the dust. I hope none of you contact me, and if you do i hope it goes where all Facebook initiated plans go, fucking nowhere. I hope at least one of you is smart enough to put it together that i hated every friend i had in high-school, and odds are i was trying to get action, not acquaintanceship. I am so excited for the funeral invites, the somber side notes about drug overdoses and how they were completely alone when they died. I relish in the idea that someday everyone of you will understand what scum of the earth dregs you were, and the thought alone will force your hand into a petty suicide. EVEN that won’t send me back, I’d kill myself first. I know this is rather blunt, and somewhat morbid, but this is 4 years of bottled aggression.

There is nothing more annoying than a flake, especially when you take plans seriously. But now I have the privilege of flaking on all of you, regularly. You would literally need to pry me from my home to see you (much more than just waiting for my happy ass to give you a fucking ride) I dread running into you people in public settings. I loathe even looking at your goddamn profiles. I have ditched facebook for entire months just because you people are that fucking monotonous. Your tears meant nothing to me. Your darkest secrets still dance in my head, eternally inspiring me lead a more worthwhile life than 99.9% of you will ever reach. Moths to the flame, just a bunch of junk trapped in my gravitation.

I don’t know how to end this other than by saying that there close to no chance any of you will ever read this, or anybody for that matter, but it rings true. The people you meet in high school mean nothing. They are just product of the unfathomable race of stupid people that have plagued this earth. I would rather spend every waking second alone than with any of you ever again. I wish nothing but exactly what your lives have to offer, and if you are any shred of the person I knew in high school, it will end exactly as i predicted. Delete me, unfriend me, block, hide, whatever. Just never EVER fucking speak to me again. Any one of you.

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