The older I get the more clear basically every facet of our society is to exploit us and fill us with propaganda.
The first thing that comes to mind when I wake up is how much I just hate being surround by this species that seems to want nothing more than to destroy itself.
Everything is a fucking joke and I’m fucking tired of everyone but I have a daughter.
I’m absolutely miserable and disgusted by basically everyone but I don’t have the luxury of being able to quit. I just long for death.
Gratitude is a revolutionary act in times like these. Since you’re going to die, anyway, you might as well enjoy the ride as much as you can and teach your child to do the same. If you manage to make the world a better place along the way, then so much the better.
Peace.