I Couldn't Care Less

Lately, things haven't been going the way it should be--that is for my own accountability. The unforsaken sanity has been on the downhill trench of it. There has not been any improvement over the fact that I still possess the qualities of a child. Unbelievable! I tell you. Although, despite the fact that there is not much hope for my head, I couldn't care less.

There is this philosophical way that I identify as something to be what I live by right now. No, not the thing going on with nihilism--well, partly, but I do prefer the term solipsism. I act as if I'm the only thing that governs everything and I ought to believe what I can't and can do, entirely. Precisely, it's like self-love in an abundant manner. Shame. I do hate it as well, because people are encouraged to believe that I am a narcissistic ass bitch.

The reason behind this is that there aren't much to consider anymore, I have been left disappointed by the people that surrounds the enclosed space and air that I occupy. One may think that I still do care about certain things, perhaps it is because I still write about these kind of stuff on my blog. Ironic. Nonetheless, this mindset should be around until the day I die.

Well, I've come to another end of a blog. Let's see how long I can keep this up while I still know how to use this as an outlet of emotions.