/lit/ - Literature

I don’t even know what I desire anymore. It feels like any and all earthly pleasures no longer stimulate me. That everything that once brought me joy is now just a simulation of what could be and thus is a disappointment. Food is bland. Cumming is just a release. Friends talk of nothing interesting. Family talk only of money. The world has become copies of the same small town over and over again. I feel trapped. Not just in this body, in this room, in this house, in this city, in this state, in this country, on this planet, but I feel like I could rip my face off and be transported to beyond reality. I hate it here. I hate my anxieties. I hate my depression. I hate the what if’s and the what could be’s. I hate what I’ve done and what I’ll never do. I hate that after the physical pleasures stopped I continued to seek the pleasures of the arts and literature to no avail and then to the philosophical. I hate how desperately I need a job because starting my own business has been a failure. I hate the six figures of debt I’m in from law school. I want to put a bullet in my brain but I’m too much a coward. It all feels so aimless. So pointless. So repetitive. Is this all there is? This is the extent of the human condition? Knowledge was a mistake.

>>18318119
Vital and underrated. It's not the greatest work, but it literally defined the genre.
Other obvious picks include Dracula, Frankenstein, and the works of Poe.

This shit's retarded because you can just flip it and say
>no u
And it's the same.
>We [Jews/Nazis] cannot tolerate the beliefs of the [Nazis/Jews], because their belief is rooted in the intolerance of our own beliefs. As such, we must make [Nazism/Zionism] against the law so as to protect ourselves from their intolerance.

It's just picking your flavor of tyrant and being intellectually bankrupt enough to claim that those guys are the intolerable intolerants.