I don’t wanna feel Blue anymore...
There are many things about me that make my life difficult. One of them, I realized recently, is my terrible pickiness. I enjoy so few things, whether it's games, porn or people. It fucks me up in so many ways and often turns my life into an exhausting quest for satisfaction. And when I do find a thing that excites me I'm thrilled but those moments are hidden in hours of fruitless searching and it seems like with years, it only gets worse.