A day in the life of a fool..
i often wonder why people get so lonely. It's as though people draw negitivity to themselves almost as an excuse to whine and bitch. Never once have I met a person completely at ease with themselves, completely at ease with there lives, wanting nothing. Human greed is just revolting, i often feel overwhelmed with sickness and disgust as I witness day in and day out the simplicity of the human mind. All they want ever is things for them - things to benifit themselves. Nobody ever stops and thinks about other people, nobody ever tries to see the world from someone elses point of view. I wish I had the power to show everyone - myself included - just how utterly disgusting and revolting they are.
And everyone just has the same mundane topics and retarded jokes to talk about. It's as though the entire human race is molded from the same cookie cutter, just a copy of one and other as they scurry over each other like rats stuck in a cage trying to get out.
"Hey, where's the sun"
turns to
"Fuck, it's too hot out" When the sun actually DOES come out
Then as soon as it cools down a little it's "Oh, where's the sun? Where's our summer?"
Fuck, people, be happy with you have, ffs. And the weather? Come on, thrill me with something else. People can't, that's the sad thing. I can count the amount of times a random stranger has actually interested me with a story. The rest of the time it's whine and moan and bitch. People get up, gorge themselves of "Energy Drinks" -which, btw, people don't even stop to think what's in said energy drinks.- Then strait to the coffee... maybe gamble a bit, smoke some cigarettes (way to think about second hand smoke there. If you want to inhale tar and nicotine, be my guest. Just do it the fuck away from me) and procede about there days doing a job they hate so they can get home and sit infront of a television, or computer, or game station and waste the next few hours of there lives while slowly getting more and more miserable, fat, lonely and depressed, until your so far gone that you just don't care anymore. Humans are like mind dead robots. Dis-gust-ing.
And then get up and complain how dull and boring there lives are, and how nobody likes them. Obviously nobody likes you, fucktard, you do nothing to help yourself. Get a fucking life, do something honorable, or worthy of notice, and maybe people will care that you are feeling under the weather. Help yourself. After all, everyone's to self absorbed in there world to help you in yours.
And everyone just has the same mundane topics and retarded jokes to talk about. It's as though the entire human race is molded from the same cookie cutter, just a copy of one and other as they scurry over each other like rats stuck in a cage trying to get out.
"Hey, where's the sun"
turns to
"Fuck, it's too hot out" When the sun actually DOES come out
Then as soon as it cools down a little it's "Oh, where's the sun? Where's our summer?"
Fuck, people, be happy with you have, ffs. And the weather? Come on, thrill me with something else. People can't, that's the sad thing. I can count the amount of times a random stranger has actually interested me with a story. The rest of the time it's whine and moan and bitch. People get up, gorge themselves of "Energy Drinks" -which, btw, people don't even stop to think what's in said energy drinks.- Then strait to the coffee... maybe gamble a bit, smoke some cigarettes (way to think about second hand smoke there. If you want to inhale tar and nicotine, be my guest. Just do it the fuck away from me) and procede about there days doing a job they hate so they can get home and sit infront of a television, or computer, or game station and waste the next few hours of there lives while slowly getting more and more miserable, fat, lonely and depressed, until your so far gone that you just don't care anymore. Humans are like mind dead robots. Dis-gust-ing.
And then get up and complain how dull and boring there lives are, and how nobody likes them. Obviously nobody likes you, fucktard, you do nothing to help yourself. Get a fucking life, do something honorable, or worthy of notice, and maybe people will care that you are feeling under the weather. Help yourself. After all, everyone's to self absorbed in there world to help you in yours.