Who came up with that word?

I feel lost. I don’t like writing things that start out with small, simple plain statements. I own a GQ with Jessica Simpson on it and she looks amazingly hot. My problem right now is I don’t know what’s important. I’m worrying about how I have no direction but, just as important is Jessica Simpson on GQ. I’ve made several attempts to write in this but I don’t find there’s any point. I don’t know what I’m trying to get out, I don’t think anything. I’m not depressed, if anything I’m content, but it does feel like something’s missing.

And I always feel lonely. That’s a problem. I don’t feel like this is good enough, I don’t see any goal I’m trying to reach with this stupid entry. It seems to me about as important as the Star Wars prequels to the original trilogy, in other words not.

I am seeing “War of the Worlds” tonight, but it’s just a movie. I’ve been saying that a lot lately, whenever I see something that takes me out of my small world, “it’s just a movie”. Have I lost a love for art, for feelings? I’ve masturbated, before, when I just wasn’t turned on, didn’t even feel like it, and sometimes I just wanna come. I masturbate for 10 minutes and finally go and it wasn’t worth it.

Consider this leftover jiz. I’m disgusting.