Brainrot Since ‘04

Sometimes I’m sad that I don’t have many friends because I am quite the demanding creature and then I remember that Socrates’ ass was so insufferable to those around him - because he kept coming up with paradoxons and pointless philosophical thought experiments - that even the artsy kids were fed up with him which ultimately led to a poet demanding his death due to supposed blasphemy and his only few friends fought tooth and nail to get him out of it only for him to be so petty that he’d rather chose death than to bail out “if they all rather wanted to see him dead anyways”.

And that’s the point where I usually end up realizing that my own extra neurodivergent ass should be grateful because I have those kind of friends who would definetly defend me when being sentenced to death.

However, I am also the kind of person who most definitely would choose death out of spite, so perhaps the size of my friend group is reasonable to my character <3

Isn’t it funny how as kids we all wanted to be adults,

As adults we all wanted to be kids,

And as teenagers we all wanted to be dead?

Out of all the chapters of life teenhood is the only part that we as humans have never collectively romanticized.

Oh and if you wonder:

“but what about coming-of-age stories?”

They are literally showing that the transitional stage from childhood-bliss to adulthood-realism is depression.

Coming-of-age stories are basically just a narrative tool to remind us of how horrible it truly is to be a teenager and that it (thankfully) isn’t an idividual experience.

So don’t be sad if you think your teen years aren’t going great (so far).

They aren’t great for anyone, we are all just collectively marching through shit until we are old enough to idolize childhood again.