What is the Point of anything?

I don’t care how bad this sounds. How miserable, how grumpy, how old I sound, I just don’t care.  But what is the point in anything?

Get born, get schooled, get job, get car, pay tax and find a wife! What is the point? Get a degree, and get stuck in a dead end job, find out that you can’t get another locally, without a pay cut and you can earn the same digging the roads whats the point? Life Is Grim.

Pay £37 a month for a fucking mobile phone which just goes off all the time through the WiFI which you also pay for!  Which autocorrects you. What is the point?

Buy a house, which needs maintaining, improving, cleaning, and more money spent on it. Buy a fucking dishwasher, oh no, it don’t end at the dishwasher, you need salt, you need rinse aid, and other props. What’s the point?

Get a car, so you can get to that job to pay for all this shit you keep acquiring. Why not just not fucking do stuff?

Eat out as escapism from your miserable fucking life, so you don’t have to use the stupid fucking dishwasher, and get a mediocre meal that you could have made yourself, in half time, and not had to sit there and watch your mates on WhatsApp all evening.  Park in a multi storey car park and pay the price of a pizza for it. What’s the point?

Need a holiday to unwind from all this shit. can’t really afford it, so borrow the money at a 3rd of the cost of how much you’ve borrowed. Trap yourself in this endless pitiful cycle of misery.

Vote for somebody who’s going to make this all easier, are they? What’s the point?

What about a happy ending?

This is where I turn this article on its head and you find out what the point is. Well sorry to break it to you, but there is no point.  Doing stuff is overrated, people are twats, everything is a disappointment, there is no happy ending.  There is no point.

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