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Happy birthday fagget, and this is ur special cake from me that is actually for someone else but I'll give it to you cuz you arent worth another pie. And you've officially hit my max age so all we're going to be is gentoo friends from now on

Sounds like people have a case of Dr. Manhattan Syndrome.

today's been shitty. woke up feeling exhausted which wasn't terribly unusual, as the day went on i've gotten more exhausted, barely even want to move myself. 

also i am now 16. happy fucking birthday to me. i'm mostly pissed off that i've had to live that many years in this shitty planet. i'm going to go eat the last of the cake and reflect on all of the different ways to die.

"also i am now 16. happy fucking birthday to me."
Birthdays tend to get worse the older you are, save for the milestones anyway. At least you can drive a car now.

"i'm mostly pissed off that i've had to live that many years in this shitty planet."
I know the feeling. It's easier if you can find ways to make the mundane have more interesting dimensions to it, but I share this sentiment pretty hard. The more people I talk to, the more that I realize that everyone is in some sort of pain that they find ways to try to escape. Life itself is very much about learning to compensate for the disappointment of childhood wonder (or the naivety of the past in general) leaving you, eventually becoming conditioned to numbingly accept what life is with a sense of acceptance.

It doesn't get much better, and life loves to remind you of that. An appreciation for Dark Comedy is a helpful tool for getting through life, as there's definitely an abundance of tragedy that acquiring a taste for can give a moments peace during. It even makes it easier to laugh at yourself, a useful tool to resist giving in to despair or anger through endorphin releases.

The human condition is one of pain, and like the withdrawal of a drug, everyone is stuck chasing ways to relieve themselves from it or deny that it's there at all. Age develops a tolerance, but knowledge serves to add more dimensions to the pain one experiences.

"i'm going to go eat the last of the cake and reflect on all of the different ways to die."
You'd probably like this show:


If not that, there's always The Darwin Awards.

they're giving me some medication that's supposed to cure my depression and help my concentration all in one, wow... but after this much time i get the feeling that nothing can help me, i'm just a basket case. i said i'd try it anyway because why not

my mom for the whole summer has been wanting to move to another place because she wants to advance her career and get a phd, and also because she is tired of here and feels like it should change. so she talked to the interviewer today and they said that she would likely be accepted. now she's even more convinced that we should move, but my dad really doesn't want to because he is satisfied here and hates change.

i totally want to move, i've lived here for as long as i can remember and it's fucking boring being in one place for so long. and the place where this is is awesome, i've been there a couple times and it's really beautiful.

i've got my fingers crossed that my mom manages to convince my dad about this. there's a fair chance that it might happen cause she's pretty persistent.

im going to the psychiatrist and telling them their stupid fucking medication makes me suicidal i don't give a fuck if they put me back in the hospital maybe they'll actually help there

rifk just kill yourself and you wont be suicidal or in the hospital

i tried man i tried