The truth is, fuck “being civil.” fuck social norms. fuck sushi. fuck clothing stores.  Maybe I’m just an asshole, but I sometimes really like standing on chairs in public, egging cars, yelling obscene things in fast food restaurants, never wearing shoes, only doing my hair on occasions and saying fuck it and not even brushing it most days, painting my face tribal and walking around school, throwing shoes from skyscrapers, never putting on makeup, pulling fire alarms, falling down laughing in stores, spitting from high places while aiming for heads, singing to people I don’t know in a romantic fashion, spray painting anarchy signs, wearing nothing but my pj’s uptown barefoot at midnight, eating leftover tacos at a sushi restaurant, baking cookies just because they’re not tragic, breaking into abandoned houses and stealing furniture, climbing water towers for picnics and rain dances, getting chased by the cops, and getting high. Maybe I’m just an asshole but, the truth is, it should be understood that somedays, uncivilized, impulsive and “weird” acts are the only fufilling thing.