Why does technology only work when it wants to? And why doesn't it work when you really need it to? What sort of conspiracy IS this?
No, really.
What's going on?
And I know this is kind of a big jump to make, topic-wise, but I sort of wish I wasn't alive. Like, that I had never been born. What is my purpose for being here? I don't like being here. I'd like to go away.
And if everybody is going to die, then why bother being born? Why do we have to exist in this huge cosmic space thingamabob called the universe? It's bothersome, being alive. I don't like it.
And why do some people have life circumstances that allow them to branch out and try things and be successful at them, and why do others get held back, no matter how hard they try? And what do I need to do to get this stupid car alarm to stop randomly going off? Does anyone have a bazooka to blast it into infinity? It's very annoying.
Seriously. It sounds like someone's programming their car's ringtone.
SIGH.
There is no point to anything. Nothing matters. It really doesn't.
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