olafthedestroyer

I have no discipline left. I have things that I am capable to attempting, and goals I dream about reaching, but I am lazy. I feel failure is inevitable, and therefore do not feel the need to even try. I feel so drained and uninspired. Everything in my surroundings is dull and dreary. I'm not really depressed, because depression always leads to an influx of creativity. I don't even know how to label my current state of mind. I just don't seem to care. I don't daydream as much as I used to. I still only use a small amount of concentration to get through the day, only instead of occupying my mind with wild visions I merely blank out. I've become a zombie, just going through the motions. The more I hear the voices of people around me, prattling on like jackals, the more I disappear. Unfortunately, even the beauty displayed on this site is starting to bore me. It seems as if the majority of sets that go up are dull and repetitive. No offense to the beautiful women, or the photographers. It's just, well, plain. The attempt at themes seem to be lacking as well. I would like to see more sets along the lines of lyxzen's Post Secret or Warhol sets, or Rydell's Stray Bullet. There are others, but I cannot think of them at the moment. Which I suppose can be construed as an insult to their validity.

I don't know. Perhaps there is a lot of judgment coming from me at the moment. And a lot of hypocrisy. Here I blast others for not being creative enough when I myself am not creative enough.

Yes. I am an ass.