My Digital Diary And Journal

For a very long period of my life I've began to view the world as this great ball of chaos and anguish, filled to the brim with evil, hatred, suffering, and despair. For so long I find it so tiresome, because of that, from time to time, I would write things, not because that it is meaningful like some noble reason, but, instead I only write only for the benefit of coping for myself towards my worldview, relationships and circumstances. I only write when there is nothing else meaningful or significant to do, hence every single letter, word, or sentence is merely considered by me as nothing but mere garbage, mere nonsense each and every thing in it I suppose.