i am an alien

i really am f**king crazy... softcore, not hardcore. the annoying type.

this is exactly why i should keep hiding myself away from people. i definitely should not date anyone again.

people won't hunt me down. i could die and it would be several days before anyone even noticed i was missing.

i wish i had lots of money and didn't need to work. then i could be a professional hikikomori.

what is life? the meaning of life is whatever you decide it is. therefore, i say that the meaning of my life is being reclusive, going for long walks, enjoying good food, and a drink once in a while, typically at home since it's not fun to go to restaurants or bars alone, halfheartedly learning languages, reading educational articles online, watching films and shows, listening to all types of music, new and old, and dancing sometimes. and watching p*rn occasionally. i appreciate fashion too. oh and sometimes i write some gibberish on the internet, like now.

i forget a lot of things, like details about my past, and names of bands, and other everyday stuff, and i constantly use google and notepads to jog my memory. that could be a problem but i don't like thinking back anyway.

that's about it. i declare there's nothing wrong with that, if i'm essentially an alien to other humans anyway. everything will be fine.