PsychoDsk
Just a guy | ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ
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honestly, it's not too bad.
NYE always has been the worst day of the year for me and I used to always get so depressed to the point of insanity every year over and over again.
Until now somehow
I'm couped up in a hotel room alone with nothing but my sanity and I could not be happier. Every NYE in the past I spent it with people so this can't be a coincidence, maybe people are just energy sucking lizards and I'm simply a god when I'm alone.
being here alone makes me realize a lot actually. I genuinely have everything I ever wanted and more to come. fine I'm schizo sometimes, fine I hurt people, fine I'm evil but does all that really fucking matter
what matters to me is being the greatest specimen intellectually and physically. I don't give a single fuck about anyone else that's not an addition to my life. Give me 30 years of agony and lowkey I'd be fine if it means I'm remembered and praised.
existence matters, ur brain matters, ur thoughts matter, who the fuck cares about socializing. Are you meant to be just a slave working overtime to go on little mall trips with your friends? Or are you made to give generations that follow generational wealth and prosperity? Maybe you're just meant to live and experience. Diogenes was a literal dumbskull living in a barrel in ancient greece and he was the happiest person alive at the time. No obligations, no fear, just experiencing existence in itself.
He'd ragebait people for fun, he'd piss on dogs because let's face it, dogs are annoying creatures, he'd constantly undermine plato's idiocracy and best of all, he just appreciated the possibility of life. What else fucking matters?
I like making money and being socially inadequate, why would I pretend to be something I'm not.
All I want is to be free in all the ways averageness is not. I want a house in italy by lake como, a wife that admires every fiber of my being, 3 kids running around just LIVING, drinking my cup of coffee by the lake with some old ex-bankers or my buddies. Why would I settle for less? the pursuit of this is what makes life worth living for me
God I love my brain, it's so cute and tiny
But then again, maybe I'm just giga coping. Maybe i'm about to fall in the deepest pit of loneliness one could experience. Who knows
NYE always has been the worst day of the year for me and I used to always get so depressed to the point of insanity every year over and over again.
Until now somehow
I'm couped up in a hotel room alone with nothing but my sanity and I could not be happier. Every NYE in the past I spent it with people so this can't be a coincidence, maybe people are just energy sucking lizards and I'm simply a god when I'm alone.
being here alone makes me realize a lot actually. I genuinely have everything I ever wanted and more to come. fine I'm schizo sometimes, fine I hurt people, fine I'm evil but does all that really fucking matter
what matters to me is being the greatest specimen intellectually and physically. I don't give a single fuck about anyone else that's not an addition to my life. Give me 30 years of agony and lowkey I'd be fine if it means I'm remembered and praised.
existence matters, ur brain matters, ur thoughts matter, who the fuck cares about socializing. Are you meant to be just a slave working overtime to go on little mall trips with your friends? Or are you made to give generations that follow generational wealth and prosperity? Maybe you're just meant to live and experience. Diogenes was a literal dumbskull living in a barrel in ancient greece and he was the happiest person alive at the time. No obligations, no fear, just experiencing existence in itself.
He'd ragebait people for fun, he'd piss on dogs because let's face it, dogs are annoying creatures, he'd constantly undermine plato's idiocracy and best of all, he just appreciated the possibility of life. What else fucking matters?
I like making money and being socially inadequate, why would I pretend to be something I'm not.
All I want is to be free in all the ways averageness is not. I want a house in italy by lake como, a wife that admires every fiber of my being, 3 kids running around just LIVING, drinking my cup of coffee by the lake with some old ex-bankers or my buddies. Why would I settle for less? the pursuit of this is what makes life worth living for me
God I love my brain, it's so cute and tiny
But then again, maybe I'm just giga coping. Maybe i'm about to fall in the deepest pit of loneliness one could experience. Who knows
