Walking past piles of puke and a legion of drunkards talking about driving home...I have come to the conclusion that I hate society. Not that this is anything new; I have always claimed misanthrope as one of my favorite terms. I spent the night more cynical than I can remember ever being in a social situation. Walking through the heart of this
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But that is why I very rarely go to Ybor.
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The only time I go to ybor is Thursday Castle days. Im thinking of taking my camera down and capturing my thoughts on this.
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It's kinda like unscripted reality TV, but it's better because you're actually there and the people are real.
If you're feeling ballsy, get in line for one of the booty clubs. You don't have to actually go in, just stand in the line. You'll be amazed.
I'm somewhat hungover, and probably not making sense, but this is a topic to which I've devoted much thought and observation. Most of my 'friends' are self-proclaimed 'scenesters.' They pretty much suck at life, but they throw pretty good parties on daddy's dime.
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It also pisses me off that popular society fucking usurps everything that is good and ravages it untill there is nothing respectable about it. For instance, Im listening to Muse on 97x right now. Fuck subculture becoming popular culture. This isn't just a selfish "this is mine...you can't have it" thing. This is a "I want to kill everyone at this show now" kind of thing.
All of this was rehashed this morning when I woke up with two big black squares on my face this morning.
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