You get so mad and tell me I'm a bore cuz I don't wanna hang around your stupid crowd no more. I think I'd rather stare at my f****** wall all night then go out with a bunch of jerks that act so f****** loud. I don't wanna be like you cuz I don't wanna die. I decided long ago that's some s*** I'll never try. I got better things to do than to blow my cash on that. I don't want to waste my mind, wreck my body, and turn my back. I know I'm a dying breed so do I need to ask why all the f****** straight edgers are now a bunch of drunks? Just last year they markered up their hands but now all they say is, “Oh I don't give a f***.†So what if I'm a straight, is that so hard to accept? At least I'm not like you and have nothing left. I'm going someplace in this world and it's not a f****** grave and you just laugh at me. At least I'm not a drugged up slave.