What do you want to be when you grow up?

I hate the meaningful-ultimately-not-so-meaningful quotes people splatter on their facebook profiles, their blogs, blah blah blah. That's why I've never put one up, until now.

Elevating myself above the masses of celluloid mental waste in this city, in fact, this world. I am dismayed by how disabled this earth is. What constitutes celluloid mental waste? People who live vicariously, people who live in a mundane robotic state of existence, people who are phony wannabes, people who are Traitors, people who are Lazy, people who are unpassionate, lifeless, and dull. I treasure those who exude Confidence to say Fuck You to a world that tells you You Can't, You're too Wierd, You're too different, You're just Too Much.

I think I'm in L.O.V.E., Bao Tranchi.