I have to get this anger out otherwise I’ll take it out on somebody who doesn’t deserve.
I fucking HATE my job and the moment I leave it and this system of corporate slavery I will be happy. I will be happy because my life will be on my time and I won’t have to answer to anybody but those who I love. And yet all these people who insist that it is their duty to remind me that I NEED A JOB.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR TIME? Most of you don’t have jobs. Most of you do nothing with your lives.
You see? This is my anger and frustration. This is the struggle, the struggle to be a free man.
And all these people who are part of the system. So scared. Poor little guys. They find things to be proud about, like sports, like star wars, all these meaningless obsessions that take the place of the desires they once probably genuinely had, like being something great, someone happy.
But no, instead I am thrust into this system again, where we are convinced that our dreams and plans are unrealistic and that our lives are meant to be miserable.
I know my plan. I am sick of betraying it. This is the last time. You know what that means.
Say goodbye to the pawn, and welcome the King.
P.S. When you choose ignorance you lose respect and dignity. You become arrogant of your ignorance. Expect me to shut your mouth. I don’t care who you are, friends, co-workers, family.