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yeah hi I’m that guy Brent. Generally people don’t consider how I feel, it’s often very easy for people to disregard how I feel its not intentional its just a common occurrence that people will make me feel like shit and then be awfully confused as to why or how that’s supposed to be an issue…. I’m criticized by my appearance and stature by many people when often I have a vastly superior intellect or experience with certain subjects but am not respected enough by the person to be asked let alone heard. I have no best friends but plenty of friends yes I’m that guy, the guy who has plenty of friends i.e people that are friendly with him yet no real friend who makes a large effort at our friendship…. I was kicked out of my band for being told my vocals ‘don’t suit’ when one of the only common compliments I was getting was ‘your vocals are good and are really suiting what you guys are doing’ I how ever knew it was coming for a while having quizzing friends in weeks earlier I also knew it was bullshit because it was the same crap we told our social retard Kenny and bullshit was called like where still friends yet the two I blame for my departure dropped of the face of the earth weather I’m not fashionable enough or kiss ass to hardcore elitist enough or what ever it is it definitely wasn’t your vocals don’t suit, to my drummers credit I think he was the only one who actually wanted me in the band. I’m never considered by girls seemingly I presume because ‘I’m not manly enough’ or maybe its because I don’t sit and listen to their bullshit problems like ‘omg Samantha is such a bitch she flirted with Dave even though she knew me and Dave were talking’ or it’s simply because yet again I am judged on my appearance rather then my very good understanding and knowledge of emotional and academic intellect. Most of the time I sit and ponder what its like to be a brainless drone that fit’s in and if the luxury’s of being the accepted mold of popular cultural societies is worth the cost of in depth emotional and physical analysis of the world and vessels around me.
To every one who thinks they’re better than me, I kindly say fuck you.