I go through life everyday wondering/not understanding what the fucking point to all this is..what i'm doing here walking around on this planet.
I've been searching web sites today and found out I could possibly be an Empath..Someone who takes on the emotions of others good or bad.. and usually
it's involuntary. I thought that might be why I've always felt so fucked up for no apparent reason (Hi Hi's and low low's) Or it could be bi-polarism I don't know.
Anyway...This is it, This is my life and it's no dress rehearsal..Yet, I keep failing in trying to figure out what i'm supposed to be doing here..and all I keep coming up with is the same bullshit everyone else is striving to accomplish, the so-called "American Dream"
(i.e. Go to school, get a job, go back to school again, get a better job, marry a bitch,get a house, pump-out a bunch of kids,grow old and watch your kids have kids and then die....(if you're lucky enough not to go through years of cancer first) But, it's not my dream...I don't even have a fucking dream.
I just keep going through the motions..Get up,go to work, come home, and go to school...(I'm going to school for graphic design because I'm good at drawing..but I hate it..)That's it. I do what I have to do to get by..But I don't have any ambitions,dreams. I'm just some low-life trying to make his life better..But feel like I have no business being here..So all you assholes out there who want to give me some smart-ass remark or tell me to kill myself, here's your chance. for the rest of you that read this, If you have dreams..consider yourselves lucky. I wish my brain was on auto-pilot towards a passion.