You spend your days lost in thought, pondering the nature of existence and your place within it. The silence grows louder, but somehow more bearable. You begin to realize that perhaps this is not the life you were meant to lead... That there must be something more out there for you.
I just wish ppl wouldn't hog the bathroom when they had all fucking day to use it and I don't really want to hear stupid songs suggested to me about some dumb bitch singing "sHe gRinDinG hEr AsS on My hIpS I WanT tO FUcK heR I wAnT to FuCk HEr I WanT tO fUCK hErer" with an annoying repetitive beat playing in the background and ads every 2 songs lying about 30 minutes of uninterrupted music plus ads about ratting out your neighbors for a chance to win big money and ppl don't doing their fucking job of refilling trays and eggs fucking jamming in the belt like just kill me already
You decide that it's time to leave this lonely mansion behind. You gather your belongings, pack up your car, and set off on a journey to find something more meaningful. As you drive down the long, winding road leading away from your old home, you feel a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins.
The world outside is vast and unfamiliar, filled with people and places that are new to you.