Oh my like god! have you like ever heard like people actually like talk like this? in like person? it like totally drives you like crazy right?
I WANTED SOMEONE TO MURDER THESE GIRLS! Holy hell, I can't believe how piercing their speech was to my mind, as well as the things they spoke about. I have heard this type of talk before, but it has NEVER been this intense, i was FORCED to leave the coffee shop because the what and way they spoke was installing itself into the book I was reading (Alienist
), and made it impossible to read without reading the word "like" in between every other word! the three approximately 16yr old girls were able to cease me in my reading, in my calm thinking, and breathing - and force me to become aggitated, angry, desperate for a bucket of grenades and a pardon from god for the up-and-coming events that had quickly unfolded in my mind, only to leave the shop in disgust - simply by speaking to eachother!
Oh and the things 16 year old girls talk so loudly about these days! and pride themselves about! At the same time what they discussed drove me furious at the status of human condition, I also found a sort of sadistic pleasure in knowing that what they spoke so proudly about will (possibly if their minds mature further) someday be something they will forever regret and never be able to take back - my saving grace for having to put up with such un-intelligence:
"and the things after prom were like oh yeah i like it there, and like oh no it like doesnt feel good there, you know, i like don't like those like, 'slow-moving' boys, who like wait to long, you know? i like those like skater boys who like don't match, liek the stupid preppy boys look like, too matchy you know? i like the fast boys, and like we were all like playing guitar hero
, and like mark like wanted me to be like his partner so i was like 'ok cool whatever, i don't like care' so like were were playing, and like we beat the song and like, it was someone elses turn and like chad and robert, were both like fighting who could like use me as their partner you know? and like chad was like hey, my brother is out getting beers, wanna like go out with him? and like i was all 'uh no, i don't' and like then like mark like tried to like move the chair i was in to him and like lift me up but like the handles broke and i was like OH MY GOD, WHAT like DID YOU DO, and like then like chad like kissed me and i like was all like uh whatever, and we were all like stoned and like it was like when we were at my house after prom and like all wasted and stuff you know? like..." **
I wanted to LIKE kick some LIKE teeth into some slutty, rich, stupid, snobby, prissy, stoner, binge-drinking, teenager skulls!
I NEVER get this upset, and as I said before I was finally able to find solice that IF one day they grow any maturity and intelligence that they will look back at all the times they got drunk and had sex with the fast moving mix-matched skater boys who "totally like got a sweet new ambercrombie~~
and regret something they can never take back - many many nights of lost innocence due to status among their peers as popular, given to the fact that more boys like this person than someone else, and that all the other females wer jealous of this treatment - a treatment that may actually secretly be internally refuting with their chosen lifestyle, but one they deny and hide, figuring that the others don't think this way. -- In this heartless realization of these people I have actually found solitude and was able to calm down. This could be a quality of myself that others find unattractive, something not honorable, but as a cynical FAIR individual who at the same time grew up WITH the "fast skater boys", I believe that we all had the choices, and that we made them. It is fair that I made decisions I don't regret in this area, and these people are making decisions that they may egret one day. Why is it comfortable to me that they feel bad later in life? possibly because they mocked those who did not fit the in-style ambercrombie dress code and lived as lavishly off of their parents expenses and stubbornly snobbish at those who were "out of their group" - but I think its more along the lines of "haha, when you finally admit to being wrong, if it's honest, you will KNOW that you were wrong for too long" - a simple defeat played out by the people themselves and no outside attackers (given that abuse has not been given to these people - if psychological trauma is a major player in the shaping of these lives then all feelings of revelation on my behalf will be null and replaced with pity)
Sorry, if this is offensive in the least to anyone for ANY reason, wheather it be because: You speak "like" this, wear ambercrombie, are a fast moving skater boy, regret living like this in your teen years and are now faced again with something that could benifit in your acceptance and lead into non-regretance and healthier psychological future - but you don't accept what i say as being possible, get stoned, get drunk, i tried to add as many "likes" into something you wanted to read but found rediculously difficult, thought that footnotes were a bit much, think wikipedia is too unofficial as an encyclopedia, wasting your time, tarnished the image of myself in your eyes thinking before that i was once greater than i was before this display of emotions at these actions or thoughts, spelling/grammer errors, run-on sentances, or anything else that can fit into a relative "etc..." category.**This was just a very very condensed snap-shot of the things that were said and "like discussed" and are not word for word, but perfect idea-for-idea and instance-for-instance accounts of the discussion.
***Totally was like said at one point!
~~Referrs to cloathing store/brand "Ambercrombie & Fitch". Generally patrons of this store are known to dress exactly in tune with whatever the advertisers of said store consider "in style" and place on maniquinns (VERY rarely representing any other "race" class other than caucasion). This is a geberalization, but one that is rarely refutted. And usually only by Ambercrombie wearers.