what keeps you going?

I have already said this today but there was a SISA at a restaurant who I could tell kept looking at me while my eyes darted around because I'm an attention deficit retard. I don't believe it registered in her mind that I was aware of what she was doing though. It was an occasional 2-3 second glance every few minutes.

Ordinarily I would perceive her actions as a sign of contempt, a subtle gawk, an implicit display of disgust, but I don't really know anymore. And here I am writing paragraphs about it, which is rather pathetic. For my sake I'll just assume it was a positive thing. She'd think I was a psychopath if she saw this post, I doubt she remembers me 9 hours later. It's a morale boost I guess.
 
I have already said this today but there was a SISA at a restaurant who I could tell kept looking at me while my eyes darted around because I'm an attention deficit retard. I don't believe it registered in her mind that I was aware of what she was doing though. It was an occasional 2-3 second glance every few minutes.

Ordinarily I would perceive her actions as a sign of contempt, a subtle gawk, an implicit display of disgust, but I don't really know anymore. And here I am writing paragraphs about it, which is rather pathetic. For my sake I'll just assume it was a positive thing. She'd think I was a psychopath if she saw this post, I doubt she remembers me 9 hours later. It's a morale boost I guess.
Hahaha, you know, I previously wrote a similar paragraph on here about a woman I had my eye on earlier this year (I didn't remember having written so passionately and emotionally about the encounter, yet, looking back on it now, I certainly did). She didn't turn out to be "the one", since I later found my actual love last month, but that girl who I wrote of was certainly close. I haven't actually talked to that woman in a while since then, as she hasn't been in the choir class where I previously knew her from this year. Anyway, God's blessings be with you, if you ever do try and pursue a woman. My relationship with mine has been very joyful.
 
>Why don't you kill yourself (because this is actually what you are asking)
Suicide seems like a pointless exorcise from a rational point of view. If you are religious, pretty much every theology punishes you for suicide. If you are an atheist, you believe there is nothing after death. That means once your life is over, its over forever. Even a suffering and meaningless existence is still infinitely better than not existing. You will have the rest of time to not exist once you are dead, so why throw away any of you living experience. In the grand scheme of things, the rest of your life is basically nothing time wise. Maybe there are some schizo spiritualities that say suicide is fine, but I don't respect those. I have a reason for living, but even if I didn't, I certainly wouldn't kill myself.
 
My deceased girlfriend and her memory
I talk about her so much but I live in spite of my suffering. I spit in the face of the people who let this happen and to those that hurt me by continuing to live and forcing my own world to keep spinning in spite of all that has happened this year. There have been times where giving up and killing myself was an option I heavily considered but I opted to live because of a promise I made to her less than two weeks before her passing and the last time I saw her in person. I don't remember the exact conversation but it went something like
>You ever think about what would happen after one of us dies?
<I mean that'll be something we worry about several decades from now
>Yeah you're right but when we grow old together and whatnot I'm gonna miss you a lot
<Can you promise me something?
<If I die before you, I want to make sure you're happy even when I'm gone.

I didn't think much of it until everything occurred after that. I miss her so fucking much sometimes but I live in spite of everything that's happened to me.
 
my job, as much as it sucks there will always be an endless desire for money. shit's just too fun with money
 
Ruby FPE
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My deceased girlfriend and her memory
I talk about her so much but I live in spite of my suffering. I spit in the face of the people who let this happen and to those that hurt me by continuing to live and forcing my own world to keep spinning in spite of all that has happened this year. There have been times where giving up and killing myself was an option I heavily considered but I opted to live because of a promise I made to her less than two weeks before her passing and the last time I saw her in person. I don't remember the exact conversation but it went something like
>You ever think about what would happen after one of us dies?
<I mean that'll be something we worry about several decades from now
>Yeah you're right but when we grow old together and whatnot I'm gonna miss you a lot
<Can you promise me something?
<If I die before you, I want to make sure you're happy even when I'm gone.

I didn't think much of it until everything occurred after that. I miss her so fucking much sometimes but I live in spite of everything that's happened to me.
Sending love and sympathy [wholesome]
 
Oh and these:
-New Skibidi Toilet episodes + the Skibidi Toilet movie
-Making a car company and stealing the N/A engine speed record from the McLaren F1
-Making a Skibidi Toilet fanseries
-Recovering the Shitoko x Warrior-Z sextape (lost media [soy])
 
I have found that turbofolk, as silly as it can be, works very well for motivation. Well, at least for my mind. This is my favorite tune at the moment.
 
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