Catch 22

I've been meaning to read that book.

How is it possible? If I say what I want to, I make everyone mad. If I say what everyone wants me to, everyone gets mad anyways. I've done it before. Why should I repeat it? I usually don't say anything. It's the fucking Nirvana Fallacy. There is either a right answer, or there is no answer at all, so I will do nothing. But sometimes, saying nothing is just as bad as not answering, I know. Almost nothing's changed. You would get angry, you did last time. Never mind that. When I say I don't know something, I genuinely don't know it. It's not like I spend my time plotting about how to piss off everyone who I care about.

There's something else, although it isn't related at all. Then again, when is anything I write ever coherent? The point I was trying to make in this paragraph was that I never have a point. In everything I write it seems like I keep wandering, always missing my "point." "But that's off topic," or "that wasn't the point." What the hell? Why do I seem convinced I have a point? I thought about that after the last post. I said it was pointless. I'm pretty sure it was (hint: they pretty much all are). But, I'm also pretty sure I said I missed my point in it.

Whatever, this is terrible. I can't think straight, and I am tired. Everything is all fucked up.