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For Teenagers who hate Teenagers
Yes, I am a teenager myself. But understand where I'm coming from...I hate that they tYpE lYke DISh, I hate that they listen to crappy music, I hate the ones that say they're original and they hate the "preppies." I hate the ones that hate difference. I hate that they buy into ridiculous fashion, music, and fake images. I hate the ones that say "oh thats so gay!" And I hate the pretentious ones like me that want you to join this blogring and be a hypocrite.
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bellXjarred
And when the wind blows through it, it makes no sound. -
melaniem89
"Be the change you wish to see in the world" -
like0MG_itzlittleV
go ahead. click. all the cool kids are doing it. -
negative_entropy
it's sixteen miles to the promised land, and i promise you i'm doing the best i can. -
Teenage_Complexity
I'm one of the brightest people you'll ever meet, while being one of the dimmest people you'll ever know; I'm probably the most aware of your friends, although I'm sure I beat out everyone in the ignorance department; I'm never wrong, but I'm rarely correct. Overall, I'm a swirling mass of contradictions. -
Ancl123w
My name is Andrew. I am gay and a vegetarian, and I am truly saddened over the fact that I will never know another person wholly. -
thelefthandedbandit
"i have found that illusion and innocence go hand in hand. In gaining the physicality of my thoughts, i absorbed a world that i have not yet become comfortable with. I work to rediscover confusion, the sensation of a strange depth in shallow water, an engulfing stream of color in apparent blackness." -Mark Theideman -
dramatically_traumatic
Personal blog. Friend me :) "The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes." -
Anndraya
I'm not an emo kid, but I sure do write like one... At least, my writing style is somewhat depressing. Or, well... it depresses me. I could be Emo if I wanted to... I mean, I had a friend who died... but that was back when I was in the second grade, and there was no such thing as Emo back then. Still, had it not have been for her, I'd probably be the meanest person I know. I'm mean, today, though. Not REALLY mean, but I do judge people harshly. It's something I feel terrible about, but... I can't help it. So for me, regret is nothing new. I feel it for my second grade friend, the lovely people I misjudge, and for every time I've inhaled when I didn't deserve it. -













