This is the introduction I guess.
Have you ever woken up with a bad idea? I have too. This book has no purpose except for me to get my thoughts down. One could call it a journal, but journals are for losers (Who would write down their feelings in a book? It's definitely not like it has any mental health benefits). I honestly don't expect anyone to read this because it's really for myself, but why don't I publish it on a random story website? I can talk about my thoughts and have a possibility of getting validation, or hate but who knows.
Another reason is that I don't understand people but I'll get into that later. Maybe if someone actually decides to read this they'll be able to explain what everything means.
I apologize for everything but here is whatever this is.
YOU ARE READING
The World According to an Idiot
RandomThe world is confusing. People are confusing. Human nature itself is confusing. This is my book filled with my confusing thoughts on everything.