It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not
It's complicated
I don't believe in real connection anymore
Life in isolation is the only life you can know
Cannot confide in anyone. Honesty is a myth. Love is a myth. Concepts subject to the individual. The individual has won. Societal progress has won. It's paradoxical.
We are parts to the whole, deterministic in non finite ways.
Without shared experience nothing means anything.
I spent my whole life trying to go against the common ways in which people think.
I find myself with an amalgamation of obscure knowledge that I cannot seem to use in an empirically impactful way.
I exist in counter values. I feel narcissistic, overconfident, and insecure all at once. The more people I meet the more alien I feel.
The world is filled with walking heads that represent fragments of what is the whole. I seem to find only pieces in others. I view my believe system above others. Not in a I'm better of people way, but rather I feel as if I have a better understanding of the world kind of way.
More scope. But it's all just my colored tint.
People. I included. Are remedial
I live solely on the hope that I can work myself into a position to find someone I can connect to.
I live solely on the hope that I can work myself into a position to find someone I can connect to.
Unfortunately I think I'm intolerable
People just want to be normal an I just want to make everything some abstract convoluted thing
Created my own reality archetype and persona to live in it alone.
I don't have solutions. I don't really even know what a solution is
apparently i got ptsd like the real one not in a joking way lol
u wanna talk about it
long day tomorrow, prob gonna have to ask my prof for a last minute extension like a dumbass