Since I've accepted RP I've realized how empty and idiotic 'love' and relationships really are. People ascribe higher ideals to love because it gives them meaning in their lives, and the fact that love is nothing but a fleeting feeling of animal lust, and that there is no meaningful connection between lovers terrifies people and so they deny it despite the fact they see and often experience first hand the misery love brings when it inevitably fades.

It isn't just relationships that are meaningless, however, all things are. We ascribe higher ideals to our idiotic existence so we don't go insane but they're all as contrived as the Cinderella bullshit BP's believe about relationships. All existence is is a series of chaotic and hollow experiences, generally without discernible cause or relationship to one another.

If I were to become RP ideal (this is probably not possible due to my shortcomings, but assuming it was) what would I be left with? Some bitch who doesn't truly even care about me, a group of people who I have no connection with that I call my 'friends' and an insipid career which only gives me worthless goods. All options are as unappealing. I have no way of relating to other people, nor do I value existence. As far as I'm concerned suicide is the only dignified and rational solution.

If there is some error in my logic please let me know.