And fuck man, why don't I care? I can have shit that NEEDS to be done the next day or their will be serious consequences, but i can always justify to myself that I can do it later, or when I wake up.
Why am I such a piece of shit that I can't simply focus on something that I don't enjoy then get it done.
Ah well, fuck it. Life is a fucking joke, We sell our time and happiness for money through a job we hate just to hope that in turn we will love life more. Waste of fucking time is what it is.
My girlfriend and I were laying down looking at the stars, and she asked me what my greatest fear was. I thought long and hard then finally responded "I don't know". I wasn't lying or trying to act macho with the claim "I'm not scared of anything", i was just being honest. Then she asked me if I was scared of death. I responded "no".
What type of fucked up person isn't scared of death? Biologically all organisms are encoded to reproduce and continue their own kind. What can trigger ones mind to lose the sense and will to continue? By definition aren't you a broken human being?
Amazing isn't it? That the human brain has grown advanced enough to turn on itself. What an incredible thought that a bunch of electrical impulses traveling through tissue can result in artists, philosophers, writers, etc., and with all that, it can still turn on itself. How can i brain eventually result in a conclusion where it would destroy itself.
holy fuck I am rambling, literally just typing anything that comes to my head. haha. Man, I need to try some LSD, I would have a fucking hoot of a time.
I'm not even going to check over this for the inevitable grammar errors that will run rampant through my diatribe. Ah well, nobody will read this anyway, right?
Have a good one you glorious faggots.