Great romances of the 19th century

A breathe of fresh air. Please excuse me, i need to take that fresh air in, where i come from tainted air is all the norm. A life. It can be so much, from the bottom of the sea to the depths of space. I should have grown up in the 1800's, back when moral problems society battles today were still considered completely wrong, and were in that regard, nonexistent. Yes, the 1800's back when there were things non monetary worth fighting for. Not so much today, clinic help the criminals and if they don't courts do. My inner Napoleon says hang the condemned. As a young teen, i know from the start i wanted to be different. I read philosophy books for fun, books that college kids are forced to read. Philosophers like Nietzsche filled my head with thoughts of what a far advanced human life could be, if you focus on better the best person you can be. I am a 180 pound mass of contempt. I am a lucky one, i got to see first hand how people in other countries compose themselves, you really have no respect for your life until a poor Haitian, with nothing to his name but the clothes on his back begs to carve you a sculpture out of tree bark for a couple dollars. I ask myself if we live in this privileged country, what has happened to value, value of a dollar, value of an education, and most important value of morals. This country was founded on those values, but somewhere along the line, greed, laziness and pleasure caught up with us. Unless your an immigrant, the American dream is dead. Everything presidents from Washington to Kennedy fought for is lost. I ask myself why, and people tell me you got to "live", why does partying and doing illegal things now count as the only things you can do to "live". I truly believe I am living, i live a clean non-party lifestyle, buy you know what I am living, and I love it. Hanging out with a couple friends eating pizza and watching movies, thats living. Listening to music and talking to a smart, like minded, beautiful girl, thats living. Traveling out of this shell of city, to places full of different people, and cultures, thats living, and thats how I intend to live. So keep your parties and drugs and alcohol, it'll all catch up to you someday, when your jobless because of a failed drug test, or in a hospital looking for sympathy because you've contracted cancer or some other deadly disease. If you need me, I'll be on top of the world, living how I was meant to live, and thanking anyone who will listen for the fresh breathes of air up there.