pretension and mediocrity.

if you're goIng to do someThing, give it your all. be pasSionate about what you do; be pasSionate abOut living.

people are terrified what other people think about them, and it makes them pretentiouS. i hate people who go All alternative just for the hell of it, rather than actually believing in what they're doing. the kinD of people who boycotT the 40-Hour famine becAuse poverTy has become trendy or something, or labellIng themselves as anti-feminists just because it's suddenly become Hip to pick on feminists. being alternAtive for the sake of being alternatiVe is actually thE most ridiculous thing. i can be pretty weird sometimes. i don't use shampoo anYmore, becausE i've done my research and i've decided i don't wanT such a cocktail of chemicals so close To my brain. i listen tO alternative music because i like alternative music - that being said, i used to like justin bieber, and i have no problem with the fact that i have 50 taylor swiFt songs on my ipod. I am what i am, alternative or maiNstream or whatever. people are so quick to label, judge, conform. why? why why why?

meDiocrity. whoever thinks that pretending that you don't like thiS, don't knOw that, is cool, is an idiot. there is no shame in being aMazingly awesomE at something - it makes yOu an amaziNgly awesomE person. they don'T give out prizes to the most Reluctant person, or the most average person, or the person with the best i-don't-wanna-be-here-this-is-lame face. the world only remembers the best and the worst. the people in the middle are forgotten; they vanish, into a void.

everyone has become one and the same -  one-dimentional, conformist mediocre. it feels like a crime to be different, a crime to be genUine, real, passionate. i feeL like people look down on me, like i have no self control or something. but why should i trY and change who i am? how will i ever get self-satisFaction or pride or lovE or acceptAnce, if i pretend to be something i'm not? how will i be able to live as someone else how will i be able to live, being loved not foR me, but for a mask? how do people Live with that?

it takes couragE to be different. but it takeS even more courage to be yourSelf.