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I've been having the urge to really just say "fuck you" to the world. The other day while going bowling with the ol' better-half, we spotted a kid, probably mid to late teens wearing a large heavy black leather duster and walking in the florida heat. To me, it's like "I get it, you want to be different. You want to pretend that society doesn't understand you and that you have to rebel by wearing something that's just going to fry your skinny pasty flesh because you just gotta be different" Get over it. I wanted to yell something funny and witty like "Do you need a hug pseudo-goth kid?"
Of course I can't feel comfortable with this statement because I've downsized my wardrobe to a few pants/jeans and mostly plain polo shirts. So visually I probably come off as some preppy douche jock wannabe asshole, and I should really come off as some sort of aging-hipster with Daria-like wit. or at least that's what maybe some sort of delusion of mediocrity I'm really shooting for.
What's wrong with me? Why can't I really be cool? Have I still not recovered from my awkward phase in life and am still the boy who's only real acts of rebellion or attention gathering is that he lifts his leg when he tinkles and has an urge to fit Vagina Milk into every conversation he can have?
What is wrong with me?