I wanted... no, needed to say, Fuck you my cool peers. Those who had taste, and style, and then showed it off only to be emulated by gaggles of wide eyed, no talent, "lol"ing hacks who constantly keep me on a style run, and have absolutely no brain to speak of.
Because of you, for 8 years now, I haven't been able to wear any from or show any appreciation for the film, The Nightmare Before Christmas, lest I be shunned by my fellow peers.
Because of you, I've had to keep on my feet, burrowing deeper into the ground that we know as meaningful literature and art to find beautiful things, because the zombies are constantly feeding.
Hell, fear of Zombies has become contrived. In fact, the word contrived, is becoming contrived.
So I wanted to thank you for keeping my on my feet, but then again, I guess I have to blame myself to.
But instead of blaming any of us, how about we build an island, where we'd all drive hybrid cars, activist our hearts out, and section all of our cool in reserves.
I lost all semblance of a point!