thoughtformed | (no subject)

Time passes, and you start to notice a few trends about this place. People start to give in too easily. Sure, you've got your idiots who think they have a shot leaving this place on their homemade piece of crap boat, but the rest of you? You settle in. Crazy crap's happening at night, but do you pause and deal? No, instead, you're worrying about whether someone knows you're gay or if Tim even gives a crap about that.

Hint: my brother doesn't. It wouldn't have even crossed his mind. You see, with our upbringing? We're only interested if it keeps an image intact. Sorry if that's disappointing for anyone interested in him. I'm just laying it out.

But me? I'm just sitting here and watching. You've gotta wonder what these idiots are doing. Settling. Can you really say you're happy up in here? You might find your music and be entertained by bad TV, but you'll forever be fake to the assholes running this joint.

I mean, I guess I don't blame you. You see idiots leaving on a boat, and you think: once that fails, I might as well give up. But the best way to get to someone is to take it by force. Deal with it from the inside.

But maybe not. Maybe this is just the life you've been looking for, Stepford style without any Brady Bunch reruns to keep you occupied. Couldn't be that bad, right?

I'm sure you're all thinking: this jackass is taunting me. But let's consider something real. Ever consider how the power goes off at night during that time? You might wanna look into that. You may even find your Family Matters reruns because of it.