Kat's Honest Thoughts




My honest thoughts about my life so far:

I have not accomplished anything since the start of 2014.

Actually make that since ever.

I'm going to turn 22 soon and I have lost more friends then gained. I'm still underemployed.

I'm a loser.

I've come to conclusion that since I can't find myself being with another human being (relationship-wise) I will remain single. Due to my fragile body, I know I can not and will not reproduce any offspring. (Thank God for that.)

I have no goals, no accomplishments, no motivation.


If anything I should just say my life is meaningless and disappointing and should just rid myself from existence.





However,  I will not stoop to that level. I will still stand here (or sit here) and continue to do what I enjoy more than life...writing.

I will continue to write blogs and thoughts. I can't promise that it will be an everyday day thing, but it will still stand.






But, I so have a loser's life. No doubt about that.

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