I've recently adhered to the idea that nothing really matters since at the end of the day eventually the world will just stop existing. All the stuff we struggle for and worry about is small. I know we're supposed to make the best of it and enjoy what we have but I have nothing to really live for.

I wake up lie in bed for a few hours, go to work, come home shower, brush my teeth, find something to do for a while then get some sleep. Wake up and repeat. The only things I enjoy are eating and jerking off. I just kind of exist at this point.

I hate this shit so much.