/lit/ - Literature

>>14551172
I would have posted something from the Chimera Ant arc but that is just me.

I fucking hate that my old harddrive has all my important work on it but even if I have to start over with the book it should be better this time.
I am so fucking sick of this charade and all these actors. I keep seeing through the smoke and mirrors and each sight just upsets me more. Where do people get all this energy to pretend to be excited for something? Why do things feel less and less genuine? Why do things feel like I am in some sort of bizarro dimension? I am not that smart nor do I think I am the best but I can't be the only one noticing such things. People talk but they never listen, why don't they listen? Listening to people isn't the same as listening to music or some sort of podcast. We need to communicate better, but we can't nor do we want to. Is this just a culmination of multiple things? The straw to the camel? It was a beautiful day today so why don't people reflect it? I love a lot of things but many things also make me quite sad. I should be grateful for what I have, I am a lucky individual. Just maybe a little less madness from the peanut gallery please.