Friday, December 10, 2010

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"I see all this potential... And I see it squandered. I see an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables. Slaves with white collars. Advertising has its taste in cars and clothes... working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no great war... No great depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars. But we won't. We're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off." ~Tyler Durden

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Nihilistic Existentialism

The one thing I have learned in 23 years of existence is that everything is meaningless. True love, true happiness doesn't exist. Everyone leaves. Everything dies. It doesn't matter how hard you hold on, yet I linger on. Simply out of fear of what lies beyond, if anything at all. Life has no value, everyone is just a number. Existing only to line the pockets of the rich and powerful. I am so fucking sick of being told what to do. I want to give up, everything is so hopeless. How I despise the way in which humanity has evolved. I look up at the night sky, and take it all in... We are all so insignificant, so weak... I think of all the mistakes I've made... How many times I was torn apart and reassembled... Only to realize none of it mattered anyway. I can only hope that one day I might awake to find that this was all just a dream. Awake to find someone or something that fills my emptiness, this black hole of a heart I have.