Dear Heath Ledger: I am going to burn in hell

*Again, to get the ball rolling on this site I have pulled this from an old social networking site I was on.

I have enjoyed most of his work and I think his passing is just as sad as River Phoenix’s was, but when I heard the news yesterday, after the first shock of the announcement, my first thought was “Well, I guess ‘Brokeback Mountain 2: Corn Pole Canyon is out of the question.”

Emo Readjustment

*This was a post I had from a social site a few months back. I figured since it stated my thoughts on the subject of “Emo’s” I would go ahead and post it here for your enjoyment or pain. Hell, both if your into that sort of thing.

Since this was a private conversation I won’t post the profile name out of respect for her privacy. I just wanted to thank her again for pointing out my profile might seem hostile towards all Emo’s, and I wanted to repost my reply to her here so that maybe I can clear something up:

Her message:
“i thought i would drop back and say hi, take the time to read your profile, but now i kinda wish i hadnt as you wont talk to me, on the count that i am an “emo” but hey each to their own and i dont slit my wrists i find that a very unfair comment as i know a lot of “emo’s! who DONT slit themselve!”

My reply:

“Thanks for coming back, I really appreciate you taking the time to write me. I think I should clarify something though, and maybe change my profile so it isn’t so hostile.

It’s not the fact that I don’t get along with emo’s, i have a few friends I do get along with it. It’s one thing to be a person that has no trouble relating your feelings to others, feelings that are actually justified like if someone hurts them or if you are upset and need to talk to someone. I can truthfully say that on the opposite end I can’t stand people who NEVER say how they feel.

But, and this is a big BUT, some of the people that take this whole emo thing too seriously and sit around and write poetry or do video blogs because they see a dead ant on the sidewalk and it really relates to their life “so lets stand around in a group hug and cry about it”, are clowns. Its one thing to see something like that and get a creative idea and write a story about it, but to have it take over your life as a way of “living” is the dumbest thing I can think of.

I have talked to a lot of emo’s and most of them are middle to upper class people under the age of 25 that have never really had to struggle for anything. But because their mommy or daddy told them NO one time when they were 14, it ruined their life so now they wear dark eye shadow and cry because a gnat splattered on their windshield, and that is somehow a metaphor for their crushed dreams of not going to that party/event/thing they were told “NO” to.

I have things that I regret and still get emotional about from when I was 14, but it is actual real life issues, like I feel regret that I never remember telling my Uncle Tom I loved him before he died. Why didn’t I punch that asshole Bill Jennings in the face after he hurt my cousin Julie?

I was told NO plenty of times, and other then my mild addiction to porn, I think I turned out to be a pretty well adjusted person.

I don’t sit around and analyze the consequences of me taking a flyswatter to a fly. I’m just happy it isn’t buzzing around my food anymore, and I have better things to think about.

Anyway, I know that was long and rambling, but I was sharing my feelings and emotions with you, so don’t judge me too harshly. Don’t be scared to stop by and say hi anytime if you want to.”