Unsurprisingly, there’s not much pussy in living like this.

RE: Vegan Jules: Just get a job and quit whining you fucking pussy.
Selling out, what the fuck do you have to sell out, we saw your work and shit doesn’t get more mediocre than that. You are so stupid it is funny.

Instead of worrying about realizing your wonderful potential, on your mom’s back, why don’t you grow up and realize that life is fucking hard, art is fucking hard and you gotta work hard in order to achieve something. It is hard is not always fun and there is no way around it – your mom’s allowance could only last that long.
Fuck you!

You’re right. I can’t get through a job interview without smirking 5 times, or just laughing my fucking ass off.

And double thanks to Anonymous.

You’re right, never sell out. Grow up is just another word for compromise.

Sell out=grow up=compromise=bendover.

Naw man.

pay it no heed, orange julius. if you sell out, you will become just like it (i.e. married with children and dreaming of a glamorous demise on a daily basis).

never sell out.

I sat down yesterday and I read your screenplay. It’s all right. In fact, it’s pretty fucking good. It might even be genius, what do I know.

The problem is that it’s not accessible, it doesn’t always make sense, and at times when I read it, it made me feel uncomfortable. Perhaps that’s your point. But remember, that’s my point too.

Creativity is a gift, and it’s one that you’ve got. Unfortunately when it comes to talent, it’s a buyer’s market. A few dozen million of mothers and fathers living under the false illusion that college education was a free ticket to success have made for a generation that is quite simply too smart for its own good. Employers know this. And they probably see this in your face when you apply for a job. I bet you couldn’t fake it through a job interview five minutes without a smirk, and even if you could you couldn’t fake it through the work. That makes you a better person in the long run, but right now, as of this moment, you’re going to have to suck it up in one way or another.

The funny thing about it is, I don’t think any of this surprises you. If I can jump to another unfounded assumption, I bet you’re not even really worried about it. This is more about showing off how painfully misunderstood you are, as if it were some kind of confirmation of the unjust burden society is forcing you to bear for your superiority.

And you know what dude? I am fucking C-O-O-L with that. Once you find something and stick with it a couple of years, you’re going to be fine.

But then, once you do all of that, you’re going to have to look back. And when you do, you might not like what you see. You’re going to experience something that was previously just a word, but is now a veritable, experienced emotion: regret.

And as you get older, you’re going to look at the people around you differently. All the squares, the suits and ties, all of those petty, narrow-minded conformists; you’re going to realize that a lot of them aren’t perhaps as unlike you as you thought they were.

Have you ever met a middle-aged person who seemed incredibly happy, only to get to know them and hear about the decade they lost to drink and depression, or how they lived for years in an abusive relationship? Then have you stopped to consider whether you would have bothered to get to know them if you had met them when they were like that?

Life is hard, for everyone. I hope that you can use this experience to better understand the people around you, to develop a sense of compassion and understanding that will make you a better human being. And don’t take it too hard on yourself if you have to make a few adjustments along the way that before you might have called compromises, but are really just a way of finding your more mature self. Remember, sometimes selling out is growing up.

Take care.