now the only thing I've come to trust is an orgasmic rush of lust.

the world is just annoying. people are just stoopid. why can't people stop hating everything that is different? personally, I find life to be a pointless line of banging heads against walls to try and gain some 'success' if you live it their way. I just want to have fun, not take this bullshit so seriously, and do something meaningful, because really, who gives a flying fuck about money? as long as there's enough to afford the basics and a little extra to be able to give loved ones little things. it's fucking ridiculous how much this whole race bases things on religion, nationality, gender, sex, height, social status, and all sorts of shit like that.

this is supposed to be a free county. whatever happened to freedom of speech? whenever the majority doesn't like what you say they give you shit for it, sometimes beat you up. what happened to being able to live your life your own way? stray from mainstream and your life is a joke. what happened to being canada? we have so much hate it isn't funny. sexism, homophobia, racism, all sorts of shit.

I want to let go of the past. let go of the failures. let go of the hopes of things that won't happen. it's time to move on.

there is so much imperfection in the world. so much that should be erased, but just isn't. it isn't worth fighting over, just forgetting it ever happened.

everything seems to be fake. there is no real meaning for life. every day dragging yourself around, trying to make sense of it all. everything is based on a lie: human life has to be based on current flow.

as you may be able to tell I have reached the point where I no longer make sense ever when trying and repeating things sounds brilliant. this is why I hate being tired. coffee in the morning would be really nice.

going to some concert in metro tomorrow,  have to drive to fucking burnaby. and I have no clue how to get there. SCARY-ASS SHIT.

weekend is pretty much like heaven right now. no clue what I'd ever do without it. aside from the really gross skin on my face I wouldn't notice.

there are so many other things I wanted to bring up, but I'm fucking tired.

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