Just why?

Everyday I am alive also means that everyday I'd have to ask the same question, why was I born in such a world like this?
A world full of shit and corruption. A world that takes a human life and shove it straight up whatever's ass available. I am living, but I'm not living at all, merely just an observer. I observe how humanity is slowly decaying, its shell shattered and its core blackened. We are not just a race anymore as we turn ourselves into a a collective of disconnected individuals that, regardless of the same physical and biological structures, don't give a fuck about one another. If someone's dead, it's their problem. If someone's poor, it's their problem. If someone's getting brutally murdered, unless you're a police or doctor, no one fucking cares (and if they care, it's only their job to care anyway)
I'm always being told to stay positive, to not let all the dark thoughts take over my mind. But at the end, those are just sweet words which main purpose is to drive me away from the harsh reality that humankind is all but fucked up to the brain. And until we are slapped in the face by this reality, we WILL continue to drown in our less-than-innocent ignorance
Sometimes it is difficult to realize that everything around me is just a lie all along, and that each of us has in our head the seed of darkness that will trigger if our lives crumble to pieces. I deny living in this world knowing that it is turning into the hell that it is. And I refuse to acknowledge that humans have good qualities in us, because we don't and never will. There will be fucked up people, and those fucked up people will kill us all
May one day humanity survive this and hopefully no more fucked up people around
 

Just a heads up

I got 300 pageviews!!!!!......And probably 150 is by me
Anyway, this will not be a full blog post. Just something I've been thinking about since yesterday
It's just that my blog has turned into a place where I vent my anger instead of expressing my true self. That wasn't why I started writing blogs. I started this because I want to become a writer. This was supposed to be the platform for me to launch my writing career. Yet this has become a personal tool for me to vent my petty frustration
That's why, from now on, I'm going to clean up my act. No more rant post (though sometimes, you might see one) and I will focus on writing more serious blogs
That is all

DFTBA - Don't Forget To Be Awesome

I don't care anymore

I DON'T CARE

That's right, you heard me. That will be my new motto in life. I don't give a fucking giant care anymore. I'm sick of being treated like this. Does it matter to anyone that I try my fucking best to be a better man? Of course the answer is a simple NO
Nobody cares. So that's why I shouldn't care too. No word of appreciation, not even a thank you. Y'all treat me like a fucking spoiled kid and that I am sick of
You know what, that's it. I'll still do what I do. I'll be a better man. I don't even want to try and take revenge on something I don't give a flying fuck anymore. And when I'm done, I will get the fuck out. No one will see me ever again. Because I'm really really really sick of being near everyone



And no, ain't gonna abandon this blog, so don't worry. But then again, who read this shit of mine anyway right?
Tata for now


FUCKING DON'T CARE

Does being dirty minded make me a pervert?

When I talk to people I know and I'm comfortable talking with, I tend to speak with many innuendos slipped in. Like, does that make me a pervert?
Sure it might be a little off putting but those people know me, and they seem fine with it. I don't think that's troubling at all. I mean, I'm guy and a guy is supposed to speak with innuendos. It is our common language. We can't just stay quiet without being dirty
That, however, doesn't make us perverts. Being a pervert is looking at female bodies like you're about to tear them apart, being a pervert is about raping little underage girls
Being dirty minded though, it's just fun....And a little bit sexy too
But hey, each to our own. If you can't take it a man being so dirty minded then everyone should fuck off


I really don't know what I'm talking about anymore. Too-Tired-To-Think-Straight
Bye bye

AA thought on fate

Sometimes life can behave in a strange way. I mean, just look at it this way, one day you might find a bag of money on the street for no apparent reason a all (whether you decide to keep it or return it to its owner is up to you). But on the next day, you might end up staying in the hospital because of some freak accident. The good lucks and good lucks in your life are in such harmonization yet they feel so disorderly
Do all those things happen because of pure coincidence? Or is there something much bigger that dictates how you live your life and controls your choices? I may be a little bit paranoid, but everything that's happened in your life might not be your own subconscious making after all. I think it's the result of something called fate
For your information, I am not a superstitious person nor am I too religious. But I do believe fate exists.  Fate is the string that binds us all together. Everything we do, no matter how small, is the catalyst of a much bigger event in the future. Our lives are already predetermined by fate, so even if you manage to somehow defy fate (and rarely does that happen just because the fat it's impossible to go against something you don't even realize exist), fate will eventually leads you back to your correct path
It's just too weird to think about how our lives will only go just one way. Heck, maybe that's why there are multiple universes out there, many of us with the same appearance but with different fates. Okay, I think I need to stop before my mind gets blown into pieces by such knowledge
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention. I am not crazy. I might a bit "out there" for thinking such a thing but it could happen in this big world. You never know

DFTBA - Don't Forget To Be Awesome