The Idea of Hopelessness

I've lost a lot of my once bright hope. Feels like everybody is dying around me. Once good people dying out and fading away. You know the good stuff.

Myself? Well, I know I can become a great mathematician but- oh ooo butterfly...

That.

Easily distracted. Apathy. I'm not happy. I'm working towards a goal so I can escape this world into a world full of.. formulas and bs. Something that is not familliar. But what's the point? It doesn't make me as happy as say video games with friends. Or talking with friends. I mean I don't want to help a society I don't support nor have any faith in (In its future). I suppose moving into another country would help (which I plan to do) but I don't know.. I just doubt it would work out the way I want it to.

I guess that's it then. I mostly don't belong and the people who I can relate to are mostly fading away because in some sense we're all considered monsters I think. I think that's alright though. It's somewhat comforting that all monsters will die and society won't have to deal with its degenerates.

We're all living in a dream world aren't we? Just trying to buy some euphoria before it all comes crashing down. Before reality comes and smashes your face with its sledgehammer. Before we all pass away though, let's have one more indulgence of euphoria shall we my friends? To all the good times we had. To all the simple quirks that made us laugh. To all the simple things that we enjoy. To all the time we have shared. To simply just meeting eachother and facing this shit together. Breathe deeply, because it might be our last.

And remember to smile.