Howdy there. My name is John.
I'm 20 years old at the time of my editing this, and I'm really confused.
Really. Confused.
I know people have it way worse off than I do, but my brain is hardwired to not care, about everything and everyone. I'm a narcissist. I sometimes wonder if everyone is secretly this way.
I used to think I was a failure, but I was wrong. I wasn't failing, I was just slipping. The world isn't as solid as we think it is. People think rooting themselves in society and superficial shit gives them real ground to stand on, but (at the risk of sounding like an irate hipster) society isn't really all that real.
When most people look at society, they see a bustling city street, where everyone is doing their part.
When I look at society, I see a group of animals vainly clinging to scraps that they made up to make life easier.
It's ridden with holes.
I used to play a game where you were a ball, and the ground kept coming at you, so you had to move through the screen and find the holes to fall through before the ground smashed you against the top.
That's how I see my life.
Anonymous asked: 1. You write incredibly well.
2. I wish something I could say would make you feel better.
3. I love your honesty with yourself and the world. I commence you for that.
1. Thank you. It’s one of my best subjects in school as well.
2. Me too. But even if you did, I’m a narcissist… if anyone’s voice has to change my life it’s mine, sadly…
3. Honesty is all we have. Humans created language, and then they created lying. I guess lying only brings me things I don’t want. People open up more to people who are always honest.
