Why do we continue the empty eternal struggle. Knowing there is nothing at the end.
I’ve read quite a few guys here who had this kind of experience… Now i’m just experiencing it from the other side. I know this guy, and I’ve tried to date him for a while but never felt like I loved him in a romantic way. So I broke it off. He didn’t take it well but for a while we were just really good friends. But he still wants to be romantically involved with me. so far I’ve been evading the topic because i don’t want to ruin what we have, but what should i do? i’ve been thinking so much about it it’s […]
I kind of want to…. but it sounds scary…. care to share your experiences?
I can’t say like i’m many of you. I’ve been pretty fortunate as far as life goes. But i dunno. No matter how well off you are there will always be a problem that somehow manages to get you. It’s pathetic
I don’t know why i carry on really. I used to like doing a lot of things and i had a lot of interests all over the place but i dunno what’s the damn point. It’s all useless idle bullshit. i’m bad at what i’m good at doing and i’m stupid to boot. I’m useless to society and i should just go kill myself except […]
there, I said it.
took long enough too
sometimes I wonder why I bother at all trying to chase my petty little ambitions. especially when i’ve flagged myself to fail before i’ve even started. and then one day i’ll just die and everything i ever did will fade anyway.
same for every other guy out there.
story of human life. appear for a spell. rot. and then the earth will be burnt up by the sun.
maybe we’ll escape that (doubtful). so we go hop galaxies or something.
but then maybe one day the universe will run out of stars.
and then everything will go cold.
what the hell is the point.
I love art. I love art because it’s the closest you can ever get to real magic.
I hate myself because I don’t have the magic.
I’ve wanted to go for a long time, but I’m still here because I want to learn how to make the magic.
Why are you still here?
It’s strange that the only place I feel safe letting out this side of me is to strangers on the internet…
And now I have to go back to pretending
yeah, was just in the mood to paint this… haha