im a hyper-curious, imaginative person with a mediocre intellect. iq is definitely in the middle of the bell curve

this means that i'm stimulated by discovery but will never find any pattern that truly satisfies me because im incapable

most people either:

are dumb and dont care
are smart and care
are smart and dont care

im dumb and care. why does the world have to be fascinating to me if i can never understand it?

should i kill myself anons? i honestly cant think of a better alternative to this hellhole of my existence (evidence that im dumb)