Why I think the way I do is beyond me
When it comes down to it I think that individuality is subjective to the point that when annalized it becomes completely meaniless. Not only the subjectivity is meaningless but all life. Why I do not know but that is my perception of it. I do not desire, I only want. What I want isn't much. WHere I go from here is unknown but close to predictable. What I write is rediculous and meaningless.
I dont know
I am bored and intoxicated
