Gark the Goblin wrote:
I am not your f!@%ing alter ego. Get a grip.
F+$!. F#@@ing. You. I am not going to take part in your juvenile little roleplay. You may think it's time for a fight just because you're listening to battle music, but it's not actually that great. Your Homestuck obsession is merely the result of Andrew Hussie's attempt at pioneering a new genre. He is not good. The musicians are not good. "At the Price of Oblivion" is not good, and the associated Flash is only better because it cut short what would have promised to be an agonisingly boring strife scene. If the outcome is inevitable, why should you bother watching it? That's what I never got with you. You know what's going to happen, but you actually try to avert it. I doubt even I could blame predestination entirely for your hopes. Soon you will die. Stop acting as if this is not a thing that is true. Wait. Did you just make me use one of your incomprehensible Homestuck quotes? F%~! you. F#$@ Homestuck. F@%$ MSPA. F~&% Andrew Hussie. F#+&. F+@&ing. You.
You are a complete tool, Gorbacz. Everyone sees through your little facade. I was here first. I have made hating everything my thing. You even failed, at first, to mock the most common species of hater. I suppose you go to bed every day thinking you are the best troll. You are not. You are an amateur.
Gaming serves no purpose beyond your own entertainment. You could better spend your time volunteering in your community. Volunteering in your community, however, just knocks back problems, fighting a constant war against entropy. Pick up the trash along your highway, and it'll be back again in a month. Clear out the invasive blackberries, and they'll sprout back up.
Rototillers are insufficiently negative for my purposes. However, the first line of the title reads "Why I hate my life and want to trade it in for a broken 40-year-old," which almost negates the insufficiency. Humanity is way more interested in murders and combat deaths than deaths by age-related diseases. Certain kinds of death are more important than others based on sensation.
Okay, I lied. Lying is imperfectly negative. It usually winds up hurting society. You can work your hardest all your life, but a century after your death, odds are no one will remember you. You do something more important than entertainment, but the entertainers get the remembrance. There was never a famous plumber. Eventually all information in the current age will be lost. Eventually the human race will go extinct. Eventually all descendants of humanity will go extinct. Eventually every life form will go extinct. You could die at any moment in an extremely painful way. Your parents, if they're not already dead, will die. They might have obesity-related issues, cancer, or Alzheimers. People die everyday from easily curable diseases. Humans only care about those they can see - and even then, those they know. Statistics of deaths are in the news, but no one sees the faces. The more well-off you are, the more likely you are to commit suicide. Money is useless. Rainforests, the most biodiverse terrestrial ecosystems, are being destroyed. Unknown species are driven extinct. The nutrient-poor soil is leached into increasingly muddy rivers. Without a wetland-type effect, floods are more severe. Humans fail.
Positive contributions help the group. Screw the group. (So negative contributions are helping this group, so don't make negative contributions, so make positive contributions, which help the larger group, which does not help this group, so make negative contributions. Seeing the futility of life yet?) You're going to die anyways and eventually people will forget you. Don't help the group. WWII Germany was full of normal, rational people, but they still committed genocide because of, basically, adolescent peer pressure. I hereby say "Nazi." The discussion is over.
LIFE IS HELL. Life is a song you don't get to rehearse, and every verse can make it that much worse. You're born. Guess what! You can't talk. You're a complete idiot. You slowly grow intelligence, strength, and beauty, which peaks around your mid-20s. Odds are you will live for a few more decades, wherein your body and mind will start to fall apart. You might get Alzheimer's. Someone you know will probably get it. People around you are dropping like flies. When you finally give in, it's a relief. You can never know everything. You will fail at a lot of things. Oh, and eventually the universe will either retract into a supermassive black hole, or (more likely) it will expand infinitely.
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