I feel so deeply mundane…. so plain and empty… so unable to tap a well of potential… just another middle of the road douche who pretends to have an identity… another insecure elitist acting with the guise of intelligence and transcendence of social differences… just another mockery of online strangers, assuming aspects of identities of faces across the world…. a thousand pieces of other people to crudely shape a mask of originality… no purpose… no passion deep enough to inspire a change…. just settling for what is easy, and what works… no realized dreams… no drive to make day dreams a reality.. what the f*** is the point.