I don't even want to write this journal entry. The despair of my life doesn't come with the same excitement it used to. I'll never be able to word things the way I did back then nowadays. While there weren't any reasons for my colorful language back then, I still envy the way I used to meaninglessly articulate things. Everything can be summed up in ( Read more... )

Profundity doesn't exist. Humanity doesn't have a goal. Life isn't an "experience". If life could be objectified, it would've already been done. We've all entered Earth without choice, and we have the right to do whatever the fuck we want.

I feel like I'm at the place in time where things could start to come around full circle. But at the same time, it is my duty to doubt that as a pessimist, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. I hate my fucking job and it really puts a damper in any hope in some kind of progress in my life. Yeah, it's true. I don't feel like I get much out of ( Read more... )

You know what sucks? To get drunk, you have to be drunk in the presence of numerous douche bags. Oh, and also you have to drink. Drinking hurts ( Read more... )

Okay so like today was fucking nuts ( Read more... )

Waking up wasn't too much of a problem for me. The routine of falling asleep with the television on at 11 every night seemed to work great. It was especially easy to wake up this morning because I was going on a field trip. I still wasn't as comfortable as I'd like to be with my new friends. Any bus ride longer than a half hour excites me. There ( Read more... )

I don't know where to start with this, but I feel like writing it since it's fucking extremely hot out and leaving my room would not be too wise of a decision ( Read more... )

I'm Tyler. What I'm about to write is extremely negative. You will not find anything other than pessimism in all of this. Nature doesn't permit us to have a good life as many obstacles are immune to your ambition to get better and succeed. You can put forth the greatest of efforts and remain in the same shitty situation as you would if you didn't ( Read more... )

I just don't know, dude.

Last night, a part of my brain that had been missing...or on a hiatus of some sort for a long time came back to me. I pretty much just remembered who I am. I want to thank marijuana and 10,000 Days by Tool for that...Dude like...I never understood the purpose of 10,000 Days as an album. I always thought of it as a failure and complete let-down. ( Read more... )