Oh, that’s right; half the people on here are privileged fucking teenagers who cry and whine about how horrible their life is when they have everything they want. “Oh no, I can’t go to the <insert shitty band name here> concert because my dad said no. FML I hate it. Nothing ever goes right for me. I have the internet, a Tumblr account, food, clothes, a warm bed, a roof over my head, a family who loves me, and don’t have to worry about money but fuck my life to the extreme.” Grow the fuck up! I am sick of this shit. Unfollow me, I don’t give a fuck. I am tired of reading these cry baby posts. There is only 3 people on this fucking site that I care about, and chances are, you’re not one of them. Go fuck yourself you spoiled fucking brats. I am going back to a website where no one fucking complains about stupid useless shit. Chances our, my growing up was worse than half of your’s and I don’t complain about shit. There were days we went without anything but oatmeal to eat and I never cried to my mommy that I wanted to go to a fucking tweeno band. FUCK. I hate the new generation of fucking hipster little fucktards who think the world is so unfair. Get a fucking clue. There are far more important things in this fucking world to worry about, and your little middle school drama isn’t it. When you get to my age, and I’m not fucking old at all, you will understand that this shit is stupid. The worst complaint I had when I was your age was not having the money to buy new shoes when my soles were falling out of my old ones. Big whoop, least I had shoes. I knew kids that didn’t have running water and had to bathe in a fucking stream or creek at night. I knew kids who’s whole lives were thrown upside down because their parents were on meth. That’s some shit to be fucking complaining about. Get the fuck out of here you hipster fucking brats. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. Fuck Tumblr. I’m out.