It's shocking how much of a fucking warp Cleveland is in. It's like trying to run through syrup.
30 kids that just wanna party and rage and have a good time, but still have no real place to do it, and no real desire to actually make it happen. This can apply to all aspects of our Cleveland lives.
Wanting to do something ourselves, but no real motivation to do it.
I came back to Cleveland to find all my friends almost exactly where I'd left them.
Discontent and maladjusted. Ha.
I love these people, they mean the world to me.
but if I'm going to come back next year,
I have to become satisfied with this lethargic, mediocre, lack of opportunity.
Who knows, maybe I'll regret that statement later.
There are plenty of things to do; just not being creative enough, especially when all you wanna do is party.
ReplyDeleteFind a better "hobby". It's fucking CLEVELAND. What is that, the 20th largest city in the entire United States? And there's nothing to do?