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I’ve been thinking while taking a shit today, and realised something. I am tired and bored. Tired of these meaningless life meaning topics. ‘OH WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE?!’ – ‘OH THERE IS NO MEANING, YOU HAVE TO FIND YOUR OWN MEANING’ . Of course life has no fucking meaning, but who gives a shit? Well, I kind of do. I don’t give a fuck about death, but what am I going to do until I die? I don’t want to live by the book. I just turned 18. Find a girlfriend finishschoolget a jobget marriedkidsmoneyfamilybeingadultbeingaroundotherdumbadultswhohavenoideawtfaretheydoing.And all of the dumb answers that people give when they see me thinking out loud like this. Oh all the wisdom, meditation, enlightement and education, makes me want to shit, OH WAIT I already am. I think the only solution and cure for my boredom is becoming a psychopath. Not like serial killer cannibal fucking sick psycho .. But insane in the brain wacked creative unpredictable maniac, who doesn’t give a shit. I just don’t know how. Any tutorials?
I found a book once about a guy who successfully faked schizophrenia to get out of serving in the Russian navy. Fun read, can’t remember the name of it though, something along the lines of “How to become a madman” or something like that.
Have fun with what you’re doing, but try not to get hospitalized. That shit isn’t fun.
I know exactly what boat you’re in. I fucking HATED being told that I have to have a purpose in life. do this, so that then this and then you will live an old, long, boring life. Fuck that. I don’t need a purpose. I have fun. I do the things I enjoy regardless of the legal ramifications. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I go around robbing people and destroying shit for fun. I like destruction when it’s creative and stealing and things of that ilk are fucking pathetic if you ask me. Work for something and you will cherish it that much more. But anyways, I hate the system many people find themselves in, and I refuse to be a part of it. I get told I’m crazy ALL THE TIME. But you know what? I love me. And I love my thoughts and ideas. And if you don’t like us, I’m not going to hate you, but I don’t need to keep you around.