PIYO’PIYO VS POP LO! ⚡
its strange that once again when im at the end of something, im without excitement.
this happened with graduation too. maybe i’ve come to recognize there really isnt an end to anything. or, life goes on even though certain things arnt going to be there anymore. until you die that is. dont think i’ll ever get that feeling back.
Okay, so every now and then i read into chunks of the lives (ty internet logging) of people i used to know. Its not really out of concern or anything. ive deduced its more of a forward looking to their pathetic complaints and/or trivial rants surrounding their unhappy lives. Yes, i gain joy from their discomforts. But i must add that this only applies to select past associates, of which subjects fall into ‘constant ranter’ and ‘everyone hates me, so why shouldn’t I’ criterion.