i wish i was actually able to form long lasting , meaningful connections. everybody and everything seems to be so shallow and surface level at best these days.
my existence is as inconvenient as it gets. i’m tired of trying to distract myself from the truth. any realist, pragmatist, and utilitarian would agree that the world itself WOULD benefit others if people like me ( mentally ill, low functioning, depressed individuals ) were to
overall identity. sounds like an equivalent exchange, i guess. whatever, my monologues aren’t making sense anymore. my existence is lackluster and objectively speaking, i do not matter. i am significantly insignificant and just as helpless as i was back then. no one will come to