Why am I doing this shit again?
Why is it that I haven’t learned from my past?
Why is it that I think of doing this silly little thing every time I feel like this?
Why can’t it just end with the usual happily ever after that everyone wants?
Here’s the answer:
This is reality and shit like that doesn’t really happen to everyone, it’s just something the media feeds us so that we could find a sense of purpose in a world where we’re all just waiting for our inevitable end to happen. You do this shit because you’re having a hard time to comprehend all the bullshit that has hit you so hard recently that it, apparently, means so much to you to the point that everything else that is important to your meaningless life can’t be done on the time you supposedly want it to be done.
The world owes you nothing. All humans are the same. We are all part of the same decomposing matter that will eventually return to the earth when the time comes, Be it now or in 80 years, there’s no avoiding it, we’ll all just end up in the exact same place.
The Eternal Rest which we all fear yet, in a sadistic kind of way, yearn for. Because when we reach that point, there will be no more pain, suffering, regret, failure, standards, expectations, and hardship.
Some people realize this and live out their lives so happy and full of joy until the day comes when they pass and finally feel that they don’t have to do anything anymore to feel better than they have ever felt in the whole span of time where their shell was active and roaming around the flat lands of this spherical planet.
Yet there are those you just want to skip to the good part. Because they realized that life was never as fun as they thought it would be, so they take a shortcut and off themselves just to be able to experience the best rest that they’ll ever have.
A rest where there won’t be an annoying alarm clock that will wake you, no excessive background noise, no hurtful words hurled at you, no deadlines, no problems, no worries, and the best yet, no over thinking.
I’d say that it was smart of them but also brave cause I don’t even have the balls to even try to out myself.
So you’ve just read the longest thing I have ever typed on an iPhone. You’ve just spent some of the time given to you by reading a bunch of words written by some sad shit that nobody even gives a fuck about.
Congratulations you must be someone really special to read the whole entry or someone who was just bored and happen to feel like reading something.
To whoever reads this:
Thanks for taking some time out of your slowly descending survival rate to have a look at the bunch of words I’ve been able to put together on a weird shit day.