You don't need to read this. It's depressing as fuck, but I need to vent.
You ever just lose any and all motivation to do anything? Rather inconvenient, considering it's finals week. I've never really been motivated, but managed to have false motivation, in the form of, this matters. But it's gone. I noticed how pointless it is. When I'm dead, it won't matter if I passed the finals or not. And it's hard to do anything that needs done when I can't make it have meaning to me. It's easy to give meaning to games. I enjoy them, and they keep me from mental hellscapes, but school is truly meaningless. They don't teach you anything of value, and without a reason to care, I can't keep working. I've been able to repress this feeling of meaningless for a while, but I can't keep doing this. All I know anymore, is that life has no meaning. Only you give it meaning, be it through friends, fans, religion, or something else. You choose your path, but I see the paths, and don't know which one is right. What purpose does it serve, if all things lead to death? I'm sorry if I got someone down, but I really needed to vent. Not that it matters, when even this doesn't matter.