What The Shit Happened?

I was reading through old posts on this site, and so many have that lovely luster of miserable, cynically morbid, humor. It seems posts have really lost the beautiful biting use of profanity, that humorous anger that can really grab my attention. I understand we are all miserable and shit, but FFS learn to laugh at your life a bit. Look at your phobia, and realize how irrational and unreal they are.

For instance, the other night I was having an existential crisis because I was focusing on that ugly fact that environment molds my every thought. I am simply a victim of the proximal circular-jack-off complex, where you essentially hate the jack-off you are so much that you find ways to portray everyone else as a jack-off in your mind. I thought about how I worry so much about what people think that as a result my inner masochist must find a reason as to why they’re piles of dogshit, and I am superior. What a disgusting cycle of denial, and pathetic coping mechanisms I have formed in a maladapted response to fear, self hatred, and social anxiety.

So if my disgusting pseudo-confidence, built on the fear of others, jadedness, and anxiety, is simply a byproduct of my emotions and environment then who the fuck am I? Do I really have a personality, or is that completely dependent on the vocal ejaculate of the “jack-offs” surrounding me?

Anyway, there’s a rant. and here’s a message to all of you, learn to have a laugh at your own misery, sometimes it makes life a little less miserable. BTW not saying anything I said is funny, I’m for the most part an idiot.