We're losing everything. Asides for the debacle titled the recession, everything we believed in is suddenly becoming faint in our eyes. It feels with every second, tragedy is laying comfortably at our doorsteps, waiting to drop a bomb on us. When the hoodies, and baggy jeans segued into the era of Autotune, anger and angst overcame us. When Mike Jackson wasn't wooing us with his dance moves, we were poking fun at him on South Park, and dubbing him as "Wacko Jacko." When magazines like Vibe weren't assuming the positions we had urged for, we questioned their credibility, and substance. When Obama was deemed savior a la Christ, we remained adamant with our stances, until our checks stopped coming in. The inconsistency within ourselves has landed us where we are today: Heartbreak....
To be continued.
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