Not sure if pacifism is the correct word here but as I got older I got tired of all the assholes in the world and softened up a bit. I truly greet the people working in Wal-Mart and say goodbye to them. I held the door open for what seemed like an eternity in the cold weather for an elderly couple at a restaurant. Something in me now just generally wants to do some good and not be the urine in someone's oat meal; not for acceptance but just because it feels like the right thing to do. I mean don't get me wrong...I'm sure I can flip back into a bigger ass than what I once was...but now my personality is less razor blade and more like a switch blade. Hopefully that makes sense.
As for the leaf thing...I'm not sure if I've done that exactly...maybe something similar. I have a box of papers my fifth grade wrote and worked on that I still can't bear to throw away yet. Part of me also secretly wonders if you bastards cooked this up on ventrilo and decided to have a few laughs at the responses people gave...but screw it here's mine.
...and if you did, you are all going to hell!