I don’t care about anything anymore. There is no passion left in me. No hope. I used to love reading. I would rapidly devour books. Now I slowly pick through them. I would avidly consume films. Now I get bored and turn off. It all seems hollow.
The world holds no real interest for me. No intrigue. It is empty. Things just …are. There is no purpose to it. No fairness. No intrinsic meaning. Just stars, planets, animals, people, doing what they do. It’s sometimes beautiful, sometimes hideous, but ultimately……empty.
Our civilization is slowly but surely destroying itself, and I don’t even care. We’re on course to wipe ourselves out, but it doesn’t even upset me anymore. I still believe that human life is valuable in theory, but thinking about it being destroyed in a few generations doesn’t motivate me to change anything. I just don’t care about people anymore. I’m such an asshole.
I’m an addict, and I still have my addictions. Except most of the time they don’t do anything for me either.
I’m so tired of life.
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I never seen your posts before, but your way of typing intrigued me, so I was curious and checked your other posts… then I was more curious about your past. I doubt anything you could say would make me see you in disgust… apparently I like a guy that has a very disgusting interest… for some reason I don’t hate people for certain things… no idea why, maybe I’m screwed up in the head, but your free to email me if you want to let that out, just send it anonymously. I accept many emails from many SP users. If you check the info on your post and comments, you should find my email. Or just post on one of my posts, if you want me to email you.