So yea, hold on, take my cigarette. No wait! I forgot, I am a freaking existentialist! So where were we? Oh yea the question of suicide. So I see a lot of boring teens on Facebook pages posting very depressive memes related to killing themselves and stuffs like that. Haven't they read my book? I've tackled that bitch very seriously in my humble unbiased opinion. So let's assume that life is meaningless, that shouldn't be too hard, look at this shit. You're born in a universe that doesn't care about your needs and desires. The universe escapes our ability to reason and order it. Our desires are rarely met. For example, you can't just wish you could get laid and stop annoying us with depressive meme crap. Your desire to bang that hot chick and her refusal to even give you a blowjob is precisely the absurd. Some pseuds talked about this before. As soon as they reach this condition of absurdity, previous "philosophers" usually run away to some sort of God or God-like metaphysical games. They go cry to their daddy. Yes! I'm thinking about you kierkegaard! I see what you did there. You'd have figured that out if you stopped crying and masturbating about Regina for one goddamn minute. Jesus Christ! Oh I forgot he doesn't exist. But okay let's say that life is meaningless, does that mean we should just hang ourselves like some emo teens? No! Because this challenge of the absurd and the lack of overreaching meaning is exactly what makes life worth living. Do you get it? Did you see that? Well if things were easy and had a definite course, it'd be so fuckin boring. Now the struggle in the absurd is exactly what makes this shit awesome so don't kill yourself. It's like that dude Sisyphus who keep pushing a rock up a mountain. Don't ask me how, but I think that dude is having some really good time.
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