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[tyypo]

I just realized that there is nothing anyone or myself can do or say that makes life worth living. Why do I keep on keeping on?

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[purplesquirrel]

Granted, life IS absurd and has no intrinsic meaning. We get out of it what we put into it. I keep on living because I find joy in feeding wild squirrels, playing with my pets, expressing myself through movement and fashion design, being a role model to a kid and especially in making other peoples' lives weirder. Hell, keep on going if only to piss off your enemies!

[tyypo]

I think the main difference between you and me is you are a geniunely good person. You strive to help others and animals. I know it just from the internet... I can feel your passions!

I, on the other hand, am apathetic towards the world and the people within it. Heck, I only like animals if they're cute.

Sometimes I want to drop out of college and live in a cageless cat shelter.

Pretty much the only thing keeping me going is my dream of living in my own place with my own pets.

In any case, thanks for your on-going advice! You make me feel less lonely.

I wouldn't call myself "good"

[purplesquirrel]

I'm pretty much of a misanthrope. I live alone and don't really interact with people often. I'm closer to animals than I am to others. Pets are a great reason to keep on going. Every morning I wake up and am eager to go into my squirrel's room. If I didn't have cats, I'd probably let him run freely through my whole house.

Re: I wouldn't call myself "good"

[tyypo]

what a wonderful word, misanthrope! i certainly am one. a lot of the cats at the shelter are, too. :P

but i dunno if i'd call you a misanthrope if you're donating a kidney, mister sir!