I'm sick of it. Grown tired of the masturbation, the music, the relationships. It's a strange thing. This thing...

I'm sick of it. Grown tired of the masturbation, the music, the relationships. It's a strange thing. This thing. I go to work and come home just to sit here and wait to go back to work the next morning. Inb4 it gets better. Im not complaining. I get it. Live with a clear head and you'll be fine. But fucking hell this ache has gotten loud. I'll be fine. I will coninue to work, find a good girl. Die eventually. But this is taking so long. I dont want to know what I want anymore. I've been on autopilot ever since I learned to speak. My dick can barely stay hard when jerking off. I dont even do it often. Thats a big sign. Even my innate muscles are no longer enthusiastic. I just think talking this outloud to this board will bring me nothing, but it's something to do. Thread will get pruned or deleted like usual. Like life. And it's okay guys. It's alright. That's the name of the game. Carve your name into it's teeth while it devours you my friends.

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Well said.

lol faggot

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ever notice how really stupid people don't feel this way? what a curse it is to be gifted with intelligence, but not enough to do anything with it.
pic is some chick i fronted a 10 sack to and she blocked and deleted my number

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I can relate to the autopilot thing.

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I hate bitches who purse their lips

So what do we do ? Continue to wait? For the big sleep I suppose. These thoughts ambush my fucking head in every day. Skies are sunny. People laugh. Faces everywhere. Its great. Dont get me wrong. However even experiences I haven't had yet have gotten old.

Move continent - America is a matrix.

Im not even intelligent brother. Not claiming to be of the higher conscious or any shit like that. Im just another fuck you'll never see.

self awareness is the first step to consciousness and shows an innate intelligence
stupid people dont even begin to contemplate this type of shit

Enjoy the fact that it's all pointless, do some fun stuff while you still can.

Same here broham. I'm 30 years old and have enough for a down payment on a house saved up right now. I should move so I can leave these 2 fucktard roommates I have and get on with my own life but I keep getting suckered back in all the damn time. I keep reminding myself what my therapist told me while I was in rehab to go about my own business and keep progressing towards my own goals and not get locked into what these losers are doing.

All of this is really pathetic.

If you spent half as much time taking really tiny steps towards a reasonable goal as you do patting yourself on the back for being supposedly intelligent, you might at least become moderately successful.

What the fuck is fun man. Ya I'll do some cool shit I'm sure. My ex even could see the lights were on but nobody was home. I find it difficult to say things like this too without coming off pretentious. But there is something here you guys. It watches. It talks. Not a voice just a constant reminder my times tickin along. This isn't depression, that's middle school stuff. This is death I think. And good riddance. You folks seem alright.

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go on a keto diet
start lifting
travel more often
read

that's all, i promise

Im nowhere near patting myself man. Just talking outloud. I have a good job. An honest proletariat. Got my own apartment. Its okay. But it ain't though, but that's okay.

Do it man. Make the move. Those aren't friends. I know it feels so fucking good. That cave. The one in ur crib and ur head. Thats the worst part. It sounds so sweet. Move the fuck out. For our sake.

Ya I do IF. Lost about 70lbs. Im in construction so im doing moderate excercise daily.

In closing, The tastes have lost themselves on my perverted tongue. Good food tastes good. Bad food tastes bad. Rocks are hard. Water is cold sometimes. Bla bla fucking bla i get it already. Enough with this one man. Sometimes I can feel my guts turning grey. Every inch of me getting all organized and prepped for my rigamortis appointment. Its cool man i dig it. Sad happy its a good ride. This ride ends. Thank fuck it ends.