Fuck What Fireworks Stand For

In the backseat of a car coming home I thought about how pointless everything is. I'm staring at the road; pebbles, rocks and stone. How much effort everyone puts into pointless acts. I put no effort into anything and I contribute nothing. I followed in my seat as the car drove with my head stuck out the window. Car shadows passing by and people passing by and peoples products passing by. All meaningless to me. All property that value in nothing compared to the entire world, all specks. The fireworks that went off amazed me more then the meaningless conversations I had with people I will never care about. And I really need to go to bed so I can work and pay for stuff the inevitable means nothing. I am tired.