Common male living in the modern western world, this is how your existence will develop. You will commence with aspirations, grand aspirations. You will consider that you are intended for something extraordinary. You will unwillingly abandon your visions as the ages pass and reality adamantly inclines upon you like a bitter blanket of grit. That truth stares at you something like this –
You will age, get less attractive, and expand as each year passes. Soon you will notice young, desirable females failing to take your flirtations seriously. Your laziness and social disinterest will worsen until individuals do not even worry to be gracious around you. You will progressively lower your standards in what you want in a girl until desperation thrusts you to marry a dumpy oinker well past her best years. You will now be paying full price for the used car that everyone experienced the “new car smell” with in its virile prime. You will rut with her once a week initially, then once a month, then holidays only, then only on anniversaries. You will release yourself tediously masturbating in the middle of the night by the cold wavering light of your computer monitor while that overstuffed warpig who doesn’t care for your desires snores in the bed you can no longer get a nod of sleep in. Your one scrap of comfort will come from knowing your low value wife; will have as few options in the sexual marketplace as you do, essentially guaranteeing constant fidelity. Eventually she will pump out a few snotty kids and your free time and discretionary cash will be completely obliterated. You will dissipate whatever fragments of opportunities that pass your way as you settle into a placid, dull job paying the average wage obediently plugging away as a lifeless soul in the corporate hierarchy that will proceed to discard you like used trash the moment the value you offer drops. You will wordlessly bemoan your ineffectual, shrivelled manhood as the reputable order extracts the last penny of praise from your cracked spirit. You will numb the pain with alcohol and countless hours vegging in front of the TV. Hours, days, months, years will slip away. Then, one dark, lonely day, you’ll consider the arch of your life. You will feel the bedevilling grip of desolation as the overwhelming weight of what a barren nothingness your reality proved to be presses down on you. Hardly understanding, you’ll shake. And then, finally, the Grim Reaper will pinch your last breath and you will fade from the world as if you had never been here and when they bury you not one person will really notice and no one will really care because in your whole life you never ever, not even once, stepped outside the square, and lived life.
And it will be too late when you understand that the chains clutched to your ankles and wrists were unlocked all this time, and you were always free to go.
Inside The University of Melbourne 
That is some well written shit
If anyone was thinking about suicide, this will push them
Great read, pessimistic but realistic.
“What does your soul look like?”
life’s a bitch… and then…you…die!
this is well written, i love it.
That was simply amazing. Well summed up.
I wish that I never turn out like that, I think I’m still at the first stage.
I wanna kill myself and end this misery after reading this
Daaamn man, if I could draw like that, I wouldn’t be commenting on your crap!
I’m saving this
Man that shit is deep dawg.
So what do you propose we do in order to “Step outside the square and live life”?
Only use for this article would be to make people look at their life as it is now and decide whether they’re happy with the way things are.
The point where he had chained himself up without realising was when he first gave up on his dream and accepted his “fate”.
One can’t help but suspect that OP is living a chained up life themselves.
After reading that…I think I will become a priest after all. For some reason I’ve been thinking about it for years. Not living for my self but for others…
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