2:28 PM

I hate people.

It strikes me as odd how people truly believe that no matter how much problems they cause in their own and other people's lives they've done nothing wrong whatsoever. They yell at people for things they have no control over, and leave them feeling insignificant and unappreciated. They go and start abusing drugs and other such things until their lives are on a downward spiral until they have to do some to get by day to day, and they blame it on everybody else. They go and toss lifelong friendships away because they start getting some from some bitch.

People don't bother to open their eyes and look around them, and look beyond their own problems. They've got nothing on the kids and other people that have a real reason to despair. If they'd bother to take their head out of their ass and look around the world around them, everybody has problems. Everybody is so Goddamned self centered that they just don't give a flying fuck about anybody except themselves.

People who think they've got it rough have everything they need. And those who think they've got it rough need a good swift kick in the ass. I hate reading in the news that some rich kid killed himself. They don't know what its like being the tiny kid who watches his mom buy drugs to get through the day, with the money she got from standing on the street corner. People don't know what its like to be the family evicted from their home and forced to live on the street fighting every day to stay alive. People don't know what its like to be the person dying slowly from some fatal disease they got simply from bad genes. People don't know what its like to live with abusive alcoholics for parents, or people who have seriously messed around with their kids.

This happens all around us. The world doesn't just revolve around little Johnny, who was dating Sarah until she left him, and now he cries and looks at a knife like its his only way out.

Suck it up you fuck.

Take a good Goddamned look at the world around you and realize how much better off than other people you are. Maybe instead of carving yourself you could dedicate your free time or otherwise unfilled calendar to helping these people, until they have as much as you do.

Imagine that, looking beyond your own problems to help people out, other than yourself.

And don't you dare critisize me of not doing the same. The kid who bought a bunch of homeless guys a fuckin meal because they had gone days without food. Made some poor kid's day by handing him a 20. Talking with abused people and comforting them in their time of need.

So the next time you start pissing on about how rough you've got it, or you're thinking about dragging that knife across your wrist because of some girl (or guy), or you're thinking of putting that bottle or joint to your lips in an effort to rid yourself of your supposed hard life, think about the people around you have got it so much rougher than you'll ever have it.

Don't choose to do something stupid.

The world would be a better place if the people stopped worrying about themselves and decided to help about somebody else. Even just a "Hey, how are ya?" to somebody who is down and hurting could save their life.

Choose to help somebody.