"Morals"
[Music Shane Nicholson, "Designed To Fade" (Live)]
What the hell are morals for? Do I really care if my friends look down on me or don't want to talk to me again?

I've been thinking. Why can't I fuck like a slut? Why can't I drink myself to death and barf on my room mate's bed sheets? Why can't I become a druggie? Why can't I live life dangerously, carelessly, recklessly, hopelessly?

That is not who I want to be, but am I missing out on something for being so damn uptight that I won't even smoke a fucking cigarette? That I won't drink an ounce of vodka at the moment? That I won't just fucking give up my virginity (or did I already)?

I don't understand why I have these morals anymore. They don't make me happy. Am I missing something in life? I want to be just another college student who doesn't give a fuck and enter the corporate world with misery.

I use to think living by the rules meant I was stronger than others who fell into temptation. Now I don't know anymore. Maybe I was the foolish one.