Pointless points

Life's kinda crazy.
Maybe I should just get it tattooed somewhere. It's miserable. The simple fact is that I can't get what I want even if I try. The fact that the world wouldn't let me live the way I want nor just let me die.
I've seen death so close but it never kissed me. The misery is inevitable. I envy those who died before me.
The world is a beautifully crafted illusion; one that promises greatness at the cost of your sanity.

Love an emotional connection we say, is merely just some chemical secretion in the gray mass we call the brain. Yet, it holds the power to crush the greatest.
I still don't understand why I still love the same person. Am I a dog, loyal to just one hypothetical individual, or a crazy person who doesn't have any other options? Am I a practical joke in the grand scheme of things?
Oh. Wait jokes have meaning.

My body just hates me. The day my exams were over I got a dry cough. It was like "Hey, don't have anything to worry about. Wait I'll join you." Ain't I already suffocating? You just wanna make it literal.
Who can forget the appendix, that sick vestigial organ? It just decided to eat me from within. Great backstab, you shit little organ.

All my life I've had to run around being the smartest person and to prove it I have to score extraordinary marks. Like 150%.
Yup, I was friends with a topper, I hate those sons of a gun to date. Thanks for making our lives miserable. You were just good at remembering stuff.
Well, the irony is my parents scored way fewer marks than me. Well, not bad, but can I shove that in their face, NOPE. It'll be "Disrespectful". Apperently, they had a rough childhood, how's that supposed to make mine any better?

The education system is just a well-established scam of the millennium. It promises better life with more education. Every day millions of kids suffer the same faith. If you are bad at school you're a failure and a disgrace to the family. If you are average we don't care. If you are the best at everything in school you are their ideal child and a huge pain in everybody else's ass and you don't even know it.
The only thing I got was a great amount of depressing and a deep desire to burn things to the ground.
This blog's a way for expression but if someone who shouldn't find it finds it. I'm so burning this down too  like literally.

Being nerdy or just smarter than the crowd well you get picked on. People don't admit it but sure they hate people who make them relatively dumber. Some people just hate me so much that they'd annoy me to death. Sure I wanna die but this would just be the lamest way to go.
Maybe I'll die thanks to Newton's law of inertia. When an object at crazy speeds just slams into something static.
Yes, I do plan how I wanna die. It's normal. At least death should be the way I want it to be. You didn't give me a choice while I was born. 

The craziest thing about my life is that right now I wish I never gave up on origami. I just loved folding paper. It wasn't perfect but the joy i got even after making my 1000th paper dragon was incredible. People did love them. And indirectly they loved me.
Folding paper is hard. You need to be accurate with every fold. Or else you'd end up with a crazy looking peice of art. And the rule is no glue, so just figure it out.

Despite the love i have for digital communication I still appreciate letters. I received two types of Letters entire life, one when i was sick. Once in the hospital and the other when i got the chickenpox. The other one was from my pen-pal and the program just got shut, so yeah no more letters.
I'm old-school I still love a paper bleed my heart on in blue. Also I heard she liked handwritten letters too. So I wrote one, And burnt it down the day shards went flying.

It's so late at night that it's almost the next day. Good Morning if you read it. Enjoy the week.

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