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I don’t want a house,

I don’t want kids.

I’ve traveled, but I don’t think I like that

When I do nice things for people, I don’t feel good or bad about it.

I really feel like the thing that I look forward to most during the day is going back to sleep.

As far as age goes, I’m moving away from my prime, and I really don’t want to watch my body decay.

The combination of these things make me yearn for non-existence.

However, I don’t want to hurt my parents, so I feel like I’m waiting for them to die, so I can pass on with a good conscience.  But, […]

I am depressive.  Much of the day I feel like existence is a burden and my life is a slog.  Although I am not unhappy all of the time.  I do have moments where I feel decent.  Sleeping is when I feel the happiest.  I often enjoy riding my bike, playing computer games, jerking off.  I was enjoying the autumn landscape this last month.  I find when I have suicide fantasies, I often feel better.  I’m just curious what makes other depressed people happy.

Like why do you think you are experiencing the universe from your particular viewpoint rather than someone else’s?  Maybe you have the best seat  in the house.  Maybe not.  I think a lot of people think about this from time to time, and people must come up with their own philosophies.  Enlighten me if you’ve got a theory.

Sometimes I think about when I was in Kindergarten.  Little did I know what a long, listless journey I was about to embark on.

Like the id, ego, superego aspect.  For myself, I’m kind of on the fence.  It seems like it explains some aspects of human behavior, but it also seems a bit arbitrary.