DMPeyerStrikesBack

The human race as a whole disgusts me sometimes. People die, lose the ones that they love most, go down a path no one can willingly follow them down. Yet so many people are too concerned with getting laid, getting wasted, or just losing themselves to things they shouldn’t. Drugs, legal or illegal, are abused everyday. Drugs that do more damage than good are legal, while things that “don’t do nearly/any harm” are illegal. People fight for those drugs everyday. Wanting them to be legal. People younger and older than me are in foreign countries, fighting and dying so I have the freedom to say these things, yet the people we adore and dream over; athletes, actors/actresses, etc get paid more than what 10 people in the military will make in their lifetime. Who the fuck decided that this was ok? They wouldn’t be able to make that money if it wasn’t for them: soldiers. Serving us. Serving our country. Teachers are put down all the time. Saying, “they ask for too much. Why should they get a raise? Why should they keep their benefits?” If you were in the same position, wouldn’t you want respect? Wouldn’t you want dignity? Wouldn’t you at least want to be treated as an equal human being, regardless of your gender, skin color, hair, body type, sexuality, religion, beliefs, political views? Yet, in the country that we live in today, people who want nothing to help the rich and the wealthy, are the ones that are seen everyday on the news. Seen in the newspaper. Seen in the magazines we read and dream about being a part of. Seen on TV, movies, video games. Everywhere and everything. Maybe we do need a World War III. Maybe the human race does need to start over. Maybe we need nothing more than to push that “restart” button. Try again. Put each other before ourselves. Maybe, one day, I’ll see it happen. Where a black kid can walk through a white dominated neighborhood and not get death glares. Maybe a “Mexican” can no longer be called just a Mexican. Maybe they can be called what we all become when our ancestors, grandparents, even mothers and fathers came here. Legally or illegally. Americans. People. Fellow human beings. Not the latest subject of another racist joke. Not the thing we complain about more than the fact that the people who found America were just as much “illegal immigrants” in the eyes of the Native Americans as these people are in our eyes today. I hope I can see it happen. But I doubt it. With every part of me, I can never see it happen. Too many people think too differently and care about nothing but themselves and how to make just themselves better/higher/stronger/richer. I’ve come to realize now that the most important person in the world is not me. It’s everyone around me. It’s the people who need nothing but to see someone smiling back at them. A handshake. A hello. Help. Anything. Just to let them know that there’s someone out there that hasn’t given up on them. That they can make a difference. It doesn’t have to be huge. It doesn’t have to change the world. But it could change somebody’s world. That’s all I want to do. Change somebody’s world. Make them feel like they deserve to feel.

It’s amazing how things work sometimes. 

I’m working towards my dream job.
I’m competing at a National Competition for the latest version of the game that completely started that dream for me.
I have a legit shot about being involved in a professional level team for the “most popular first person shooter game of our current generation.”

And I didn’t have to stay in school for it (not saying I won’t ever go back).
I won’t have to spend a fortune to live my dream.
My dream isn’t something that randomly happened after I started doing it for one summer.

I’m happy with what I’m doing.
What I’m accomplishing.

What’s in store for me.
And that’s all that matters.
If I’m happy with what I’m doing. 

I can’t decide what’s more annoying : 1: Only talking about/playing Call of Duty. 2: Only talking about/playing golf. Or 3: Only playing one of those two and never shutting up about either of them.

I love you guys. But seriously. Talk about something else for a change. Or nothing.

If I found a genie, what would my three wishes be?

Pretty easy on this one.

1: That I was in “100% perfect health.” I don’t need a six-pack, or be incredibly strong. Just not over weight. No diabetes. That my neck and back would be fixed. Pretty simple.

2: That I had enough money to pay my bills, and enough to not have to worry about, “Oh, my truck battery died. I need a new one. Or new tires.” Enough to get along, but not too much. I don’t wanna be a billionaire. I just want to be happy doing whatever it is I end up doing, but also be able to have some fun outside of work.

3: The perfect girlfriend/wife. By my definition. 

Doesn’t have to look like a model. It’s pretty simple actually.

She just has to be as happy with me as I would be with her.

Sure, I’d love a beautiful girl that will play Call of Duty with me.
But, I’d also like a girl that’ll watch Star Wars with me.
That would play things other than Call of Duty. With or without me.
That loves music as much as I do. Love it without comparison to anything else in existence.
That isn’t a complete “derp”, but also doesn’t make me feel like I’m an idiot in comparison.
Race and skin color don’t matter to me. Hair color either.
I just want the one who could be happy with anyone, but chooses to be with me.
I don’t want sex every night. I’d rather fall asleep, watching a movie, together. 

“The thing about perfection is that it’s unknowable. It’s impossible, but it’s also right in front of us, all the time.”

I miss old Twitter

I remember when you didn’t have half of your Twitter feed filled with a conversation between people. Did they forget they could text each other? Seriously.

Is it wrong for me to feel like certain people don’t deserve some things?
For example: If you have an absolutely beautiful lady friend who goes somewhere for a couple of weeks, and you actually have a shot at being with this girl, why you would “basically” go fuck around with other girls while she’s gone? Worse than that, why publicly talk about going out to dinner/talking about blowjobs from/and showing your dick to these other girls? Call me old-fashioned, but if there was a girl I had a legit shot at being with, I would only focus on staying in touch with her. “Publicly” talk to her. “Make her feel like she’s the only girl in the world.” 
So when she does come home, you’re the first person she wants to see. Not the last.
Is it bad if I wish ill on guys like this?
Would you do this kind of thing if you actually started dating this girl?
Regardless of whether I’ve been friends with him for a while, or not, shit like this just bugs me. Especially when I have to see half of my newsfeed or twitter feed full of you and your best friend talking to other girls, making it seem like; whether you’re joking or not, trying to get into their pants. 
Again, call me old-fashioned, but I’m not the kind of guy who just fucks around with other girls. Especially if I say I’m trying for one in particular.
Sure, I’ll try flirting, joking, or just getting into basic conversation with girls.
But, I’m not going to tell you to sit on my face, or constantly, basically, beg for a blowjob. Jokingly because of an inside joke? Yes. Constantly because I’m all pissed over only getting a handy from a girl I barely know and I apparently want my ex back now? No.
Sorry if this pisses you off, but you’re pissing me off.
/rant 

I don’t even want to post or be on here right now. Just pissed off at so many people for so many different reasons. People that magically think they’re better than everyone else because of something that they managed to get, hanging out with people but not inviting one person for some stupid unknown reason(and no I’m probably not talking about what you’re probably thinking I am), and basically overall making it seem like you truly only care about a couple things. Getting your dick wet. Getting drunk. Being better than everyone else. And not something important: making and keeping friends that will be there for the rest of your life. Not just a year or two. I hate to sound like an asshole but I also hate having to be the guy that “everyone’s friends with”. I won’t be friends with people who treat other people like shit for no good reason anymore. Don’t be surprised if i start smiling through my teeth a lot more. I’m just done.