I Miss Liking Things, Honestly

Save me from living through emotions little glowing box

Just noticed that my suffering isn't righteous and that It doesnt absolve me nor does it purify the world fuckkk

I wish I had been born in another world, one completely different. nothing that matters here matters there, nothing

nothing ever happens ?

All i wanna do is play videogames

One day no one will remember me and I'll be still alive

A lot of people are way less complicit in their own suffering than I am. I am more of an enabler than a victim or survivor. I don't think it is impossible to abandonm this position, if I say so impersonally

I've always had this feeling deep inside me that the world, despite being a somewhat dangerous yet beautiful and almost fantastic place, doesn't have a place for me at all- I wasn't made for it and It doesn't have any business cattering to me. My existence here was a mere mistake, naturally ocurring, and will be solved one day or another. And doesn't matter how much time passes and how much I find beauty in life it wasn't ever made for my enjoyement. I am not meant to stick around, nor meant to stick with someone or to a purpose. There is no place I belong to. I never felt like I could stay. I only feel like I have to go.

Being on tumblr for 17 hours reading discourse since youre like 15 was not infact that good for my brain.

My brain resets way too often