Civilization will eventually collapse, and only in the distant future will we be able to once again pursue another shot at creating a utopia. Nothing we do in our lifetime matters. This includes our successes, as well as our failures. We are already here, and since the result of our pursuits is null, we may as well try. There is no use in committing suicide, and any anxiety absorbed from our problems is irrational. There is no present need exceeding vapidity; we may as well embrace ennui. After all, not philosophers but fretsawyers and stamp collectors compose the backbone of society.
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Until about 10 years ago I was very kind to absolutely everyone. Now I feel like I don't have any empathy anymore. I get angry at everyone.
I wish I could be free of this world and maybe I'd be able to heal in heaven.
I can't be nice to people because they've always just been evil to me.
I wish I had someone in my life that was unconditionally kind to me and wanted to spend time to me, even if it's time spent doing nothing. But of course , those types of people don't exist. The world won't produce any good people.
This is a dystopia of apathy and sadism and hedonism. There is nothing good anymore in this world, and we should just all ask god to end it all(or at least our lives).