The Loner

There are days when the pretences seem to overwhelm you. Days when discussions of the shallow and frivolous are just tedious and exhausting. And suddenly you find yourself questioning popular culture, questioning whether you ever can quite fit in with it all. Because, to be honest, you just don't give a shit. The whole thing seems utterly boring and you think that you only follow it in order to relate to other people. At which point you realise that your whole life is constructed only to please or in the least, somewhat attempt to fit in with others...

And the you begin to wonder exactly what you do actually want to do, and why the fuck you spent so much time trying to somewhat belong in other people's worlds when you never quite will. So actually the problem lies in the fact that your background and knowledge is so fucking confused that you're not like anyone else, and although that's great and everything, because you are unique, and that does make you somewhat special, you never will be really there. And you'll always be the boring one, because the only thing you can relate to is the serious stuff.

It's probably best not to talk to anyone. In fact- hide! (That's the key).