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| quote: | Originally posted by SYSTEM-J
All this bullshit rationalisation. The bottom line is all you've ever been is a two-bit joe boy and you can't imagine ever enjoying a normal job, so you smoke too much weed and concoct this ideological loop to convince yourself it's some kind of statement. You'll wake up one morning with the cold street slabs piercing through your damp cardboard mattress and as it bites you'll start to cry in despair, and all you'll be at the end of it is another idiot who couldn't wear a tie, have a joke with your workmates and pocket your pay cheque. A fucking teenager who never got over it. There ain't a single thought buried in your angry, bitter gibberish I hadn't had by the age of 21. Your pretensions of purism are more nauseating than your visible self-erosion. You won't deal. You can't even deal with a 9-5. |
Very well said. Life experience has obviously made you a realist, and you've basically laid out the bitter truth to wotyzoid, which I hope sinks in sooner, rather than later.
wotyzoid - you say you're not at peace with yourself. I'm going to assume that you don't have a serious mental illness. Are you able to relatively cope with daily life? If so, I suggest you heed SYSTEM-J's words and try to make some positive changes while you're still relatively young. Sooner or later you'll realize that life is a fight, and the fulfillment and moments of happiness you speak of will come as a result of your taking responsibility for yourself, rather than giving up or settling for your notions of what life "should" be like, which will likely only result in an abject existence of misery and despair.
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