You know what makes life a sad joke?

I live my life, I live it in relative squalor, I sit here and i post shit online as i drink and smoke and eat food provided to me by a massive mechanical methodical process that makes it easy for me, easy to just sit here and get fat off the excess, drinking and smoking at my behest, and I am jealous, jealous of people who have more than me, have access to more than me, and yet, there are some people in fact a majority of people right here right now on this planet who would kill to live a life like me, own a life like me. There are some people right now who are caged, who are being raped, being tortured being abused exploited degraded destroyed, and I have the gall to complain? About my life? Pathetic. thats what I think sometimes.

and its sad, but funny.

Thats what makes life a sad joke.

Thats what I think about sometimes.