I fear the thought of symmetry
This week triggerred up a platter of vile and spleen, pardon me fer being so remotely emo and whiney. Hey whiney is my middle name, please take note. I got shot in the head with a sudden jolt of uncertainty, lost and despair, it's all so unexplainable. I don't know wot caused this, i just wake up everyday feeling nauseous bout marching into work and sitting at my desk, attempting to create but my brain cells are choked back by hating every moment of my mundaneroutine work life. I marvelled and awe in silence by the undying population of talented beings out there putting up their work online... all of them seem to have a direction of wot their works/arts potrays, whereas i feel like i am creating just for the sake of it, so many directions i wanna take but i have yet to find a suitable genre i wanna follow.
I am one of the 54696908569232342349 people who complain bout hating their job, but its taking a toll on me greatly lately. The 'organization' i am working for is full of vile crappers. Every word that comes out
from them is utter bullocks and hypocrisy. Since i make up 1/4 of their workforce i feel like the gutter.
so immorally decayed. I hate everything i stand for nowadays.
I am one of the 54696908569232342349 people who complain bout hating their job, but its taking a toll on me greatly lately. The 'organization' i am working for is full of vile crappers. Every word that comes out
from them is utter bullocks and hypocrisy. Since i make up 1/4 of their workforce i feel like the gutter.
so immorally decayed. I hate everything i stand for nowadays.