“I pride at being cynical because it is my battle wound after reality devoured and spited me out. I wear it as a badge because cynicism and dry humor makes me unique, quipped, sophisticated and an adult. Yes an adult.
I am an adult because I have overcome my overly trusting or hopeful tendencies and naive perception of the world. All that sadness, dark humor and bitterness in my soul are the marks of a true survivor. I got by after facing what my parents didn’t accurately prepared me for.
I am my smart-ass side comments, my rolling eyes and my realistic grasp. Yes, I am that…”
– Now read this with a HINT of sarcasm.
Yeah.. Smell that.. Smell that overdue pubescent angst..
Yeah.. Hear that “justified immaturity”. Irk at that prolonged in-denial..