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toinfinityandbey0ndx:

It’s a completely different person, different day, and 1 year and a half later but the only thing going through my head when I found out was you.

I miss you beautiful.

Apparently, a teenage boy by the name of Vladimir killed himself the other day. There have been rumors from he killed himself due to excessive bullying, to he got hit by a tractor trailer, to his parents getting divorced. Which is true is pretty much unknown to anyone and everyone.
I did not know this kid.
I’m sure he was a good kid. So far I’ve heard he was funny, intelligent, and nice. He was in my Algebra class, but I never talked to him. RIP Vlad

(if you were close to Vlad, or knew Vlad personally, then you should stop reading here. Because the rest of this post does not apply to you.)

Vlad’s death, while tragic, is not the point of this blog post.
The point of this blog post, is to address the miscellaneous students that make up the student body of Marlboro High School.

All you people do is remember.

There is an outpour of respect for anyone as soon as they die. People pretending to know the dead, people pretending to love the dead, people pretending to care about the dead.
Face it. If Vlad hadn’t tried to kill himself, what would you people be doing right now instead of making facebook statuses about “wearing black to commemorate the dead” or “banding together and helping each other”?

YOU WOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT HOW BORING, SHITTY, AND UNSATISFYING YOUR LIFE IS.

Vladimir would not be in the deepest corners of your minds. No one would be. You are all self-absorbed, narcissistic pieces of shit who feel as if the only time to care about anything is after tragedy.

STOP WORRYING ABOUT YOURSELVES.

STOP REMEMBERING PEOPLE ONLY WHEN PEOPLE ARE GONE

DON’T CARE WHEN CARING IS CONVIENIENT

DON’T CARE WHEN CARING IS TRENDY

CARE WHEN NO ONE GIVES A FUCK WHETHER YOU CARE OR NOT

CARE WHEN PEOPLE DON’T EXPECT YOU TO

STOP THINKING THAT BY CARING AT ALL AFTER TRAGEDY, IT’S HELPING

IT ISN’T

Every single one of us needs to look inward and realize that you shouldn’t respect the dead.

You should respect everyone.

Even if Vlad didn’t die because of bullying, and even if Mish didn’t die from bullying…

They died to teach us a fucking lesson. They killed themselves to teach us to try not to be such pieces of shit.

So let’s try a little harder this time, assholes.

takeflightmydear:

That’s right, a stranger’s semen.

Not even from someone she knows so at least it’s personal, nuh uh.

Or better yet, I’ll make it her dad’s semen.

Ya dirty skank.

POST OF THE FUCKING YEAR.