Reality?

So I'm looking at the screen with this blank look on my face.
I don't really know what to do, I just know I want to vent. About what? I don't know.

Pretty much, I'm just questioning reality. MY reality. I've been having this battle with myself for a long time. I just always felt that there is something more valuable than expensive clothing and becoming famous, or finding a soulmate and settling down with kids in a nice house.

I don't want to live that quiet life. I don't want to be a bored housewife. I don't want to be known by everybody just to be judged constantly at a universal level.

Being human, I can't be satisfied with one thing. One person. Whatever. We all have short attention spans.

I'm sorry but I just feel those longlasting marriages, or those careers, etc. are just people settling for a certain lifestyle. In the end, they only want something more. Nobody ever ends up satisfied and it's pathetic we work everyday of our lives just to end up with something that's probably gonna make us even more miserable once we earn it.

I don't think that people should work to live. We shouldn't have to work to pay to live on land that was once free and rightfully ours before. We shouldn't have to work to pay to have others nurse us back to health if we really need it, it should be out of the kindness of our hearts. And we definitely should not be scared to voice our opinions on situations that are OBVIOUSLY corrupt.

I believe the hands from which this country was built are stained with blood.

I'm not a communist, I'm not a terrorist, I'm none of those. I'm just human.