Dammit
Man, I hate people. I don't understand how someone can live their life in a completely indifferent manner. How can one simply not have opinions? That confuses me. I hate it. I'm not one to have a concrete belief structure, but I have ideas. Is it just easier to spend your days wondering when you'll get trashed again, as opposed to what's become of yourself or how you live your life? Maybe I'm going about things the wrong way. Why should I be so concerned with after life and moral standards? It's very possible that none of what I think about or believe in really has any ground in this life at all. But come on, you've got a fucking brain! Use it god damn it. Ha, shit. Maybe all the bullshit I think of is just that, utter bullshit. Just fantasies maybe. But I'd rather observe the world for what it is and what it could be, than sit around and suck up oxygen while conforming to "society's wasted youth brigade."
Whatever, that was completely out of the blue. Sometimes I wonder why I have such dumb friends. (yeah don't get offended by that. It's not towards you.)
Roflcopter. =D
Whatever, that was completely out of the blue. Sometimes I wonder why I have such dumb friends. (yeah don't get offended by that. It's not towards you.)
Roflcopter. =D