I can only foresee things deteriorating. The living situation, my weird and mostly dysfunctional family, my ambitions, all kinds of stuff. It doesn't seem to be a matter of "what can be done to maintain this?", more like "when is it going to fall apart and what happens from there?". I feel isolated from other people in this regard, it definitely seems abnormal. I also feel like a fuckin' idiot whenever I write up posts like this, so usually I just stop writing and go to a different thread, but...eh.
I feel guilty because other people have problems a lot worse than mine. I could definitely do more to improve things, but then I don't. Don't do anything, I mean. I still feel bad

Since I seem to be mentally centered around the concept of decay, I guess, I hardly ever have any kind of real motivation. In reality, though, I don't "need a kick in the ass". I should be able to drive myself.
Sometimes I think that maybe I should see a psychiatrist or something, but then again I don't just want a pill that will fuck with my head. I don't want an artificial contentedness, or motivation, or whatever. I want the real thing. It seems like I'm too weak of a person to realize that goal. I know there are things I want to contribute, and I feel like there's a possibility of accomplishing it, but also I wonder if I can actually do whatever it takes to provide anything of real value. Again this goes back to the "kick in the ass" thing.
Well, I know there's no such thing as true "satisfaction", but you know, I had to throw it in there. And those things aren't the end result anyway; you have to orient yourself towards maintaining them, in turn towards a larger goal. Maybe it would help. I don't know.
Also, I use "something" in place of far too many words. Way too many goddamn commas and "also"s.
I listen to music at night is so I won't start thinking about anything, but that's also the time I'm free to get deep in thought, and possibly get something constructive out of it. My ipod broke yesterday anyway though. This entire post is pathetic, that's why I don't follow through and post 'em. I hope nobody actually reads it, or at least don't think lesser of me.
I want to be crushed, and not in the creepy way like those videos on youtube of girls stomping on miniature cardboard cities. Although those are kind of funny because they're so weird. 3D vore animations are also equally fucked up/endearing, by the way.
And finally (weightier and more heinous than anything previous to this), I unironically love John Maus. His latest two albums, anyway. I like some of his ideas about music. Oh yeah, I love eurobeat too. The more horrifically cheesy it is, the better when it comes to eurobeat. It's abrasive in the same way as harsh noise music, just using a different method.