/lit/ - Literature

>>16876617
guys!!! it has to be drugs!!! theres no way majority of people are actually stupid/uneducated/ignorant!!!!!
...and not only that, that they also are smug with the fact!!!1

which drug you dare ask???
ahhh! glad you did!

surely it has to be psylocybin! what else if not the safest indestigable substance known to man?
ah yes! with the picture i randomly found on an anonymous mongolian basket weaving forum my theory is finally coming together!

guys!!! it has to be drugs!!! theres no way majority of people are actually stupid/uneducated/ignorant!!!!!
...and not only that, that they also are smug with the fact!!!1

which drug you dare ask???
ahhh! glad you did!

surely it has to be psylocybin! what else if not the safest indestigable substance known to man?
ah yes! my theory is finally coming together!

> be me reading Either/Or
> first part is insightful, witty, beautifully written and disturbingly relatable
> cant wait to dig into part two
> its 400 pages of someone coldly explaining exactly why my life is heading nowhere fast
mfw

>>6908764
We were basically an irl 4chan, that is, a circle of "friends" that are friends with each other because of not having any others. At the start in like 2004 we shared a hobby (a trading card game), as we did at the end (smoking weed all day).

Funnily enough, at the start I had other friends, was popular at school etc. But I was obsessed with the card game, and thus that social circle became my only one.

I stopped smoking weed and realized that besides drugs we had nothing in common anymore. We hated each other, and the only reason we met daily was because we had nowhere else to go. Took a good while to accept that fact (they were my "friends" for 7 or 8 years at that point, and the totality of my social life for 3-4), but when I finally did, I knew it was the right decision.

At that point I entered my hermit phase, which is still ongoing, with very brief spells. I call it a phase cause it helps deluding myself into believing it will end someday.

So today I realized I use sarcasm and stupid jokes (sometimes to frustratingly annoying levels) as a way to escape awkward situations, my insecurities, and my depression.

What are some pieces of literature that deal with this? Escapism with the use of humor?