Fuck my stupid baka life

I'd love so much to be a conspiracy theorist and accuse the world of being fictional because I'd actually be in an alien prison being studied, surrounded by fake humans, but fuck, I have a brain wired by logic and accuracy that loves using logical systems too much and asking for proof, as if reality had any importance whatsoever for a miserable human being who doesn't even have full access to it, like IT JUST KILLS MY DELUSION FOR NOTHING WHY DID I HAVE TO GET INTO SCIENCE AND PHILO I SHOULD HAVE BECOME A GURU DAMN IT