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Cake day: March 2nd, 2025

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  • Wait, I promise I am not. It’s just maybe that my stuff is different than what you want from life and hence your perceived notion of shitposting?

    Still I will enjoy it because honestly despite all my obstacles I do enjoy life in its various aspects. Even if to watch a favorite tv show before sleep, go to the nature or immerse yourself in your hobby, these are all very lovely things.

    Not to mention the taste of a really fine dish that fills you with happiness ah.
    Or the pain of muscles from a day of a honest work.
    Smell of the rain on a sunny day.
    Even the sadness of departure is something that is pure and cleansing ultimately.

    Nah I god damn love life. I just think I could love it even more if I had the guts to remove the chains of fear. I could be a queen of life then. Oh I would be a queen of life believe me.
    I was born to be one but it was unfortunately taken away from me.
    So that I never had the chance to show the real length of my wings and frankly quite wonderful things I am capable of if I put myself to them.
    I have capacity for great achievements and extraordinary since childhood but I waste potential with some stuff that shouldn’t even be a problem in the first place. And it wouldn’t be if not for some… external factors. I just need to soar in the air once more as is my right.








  • I think people will hate me tbh, that’s why I don’t join clubs or stuff like that

    Not even discord servers. Not even talking to similar people or within the group that should like me cause if they hate me that would be crushing if you know what I mean

    Hence I often get to know people who already hate me like alt right or some bullies, toxic ppl, because that is… less risky? Somehow. I don’t truly care about them so if they hate me this feels like nothing. but if someone who I really look up to would hate me… well, that would be rather extremely painful

    Actually that would probably make me hate them psychotically as a some kind of subjective defense of identity. And what is understood by me as ‘hate’ is very sensitive. Merely sideways stare that I would interpret too much will make me go off to some deep end (but only if it is from someone in some group that I should belong to)

    If it is some aggressive looking, young male with bald head and ugly stare then I will just feel like on a safari and see the dangerous wildlife that should be avoided. Scary of course, adrenaline going but not something that lasts in my mind

    I am not afraid of wolves or tigers. But what I am afraid of is a woman that will thrust a knife in my heart and kill it








  • Okay but if it is so essential as the contemporary society would allow you to believe then why it is more expensive than an hour with a sex worker? (At least here) somehow I cannot get the therapy prostitution connection out of my mind.

    Like why would I say to some stranger (I choose based on looks and opinions lol) my feelings and pay them for it and also wait for dates available like it was some highly sought service competition and I am just some 10th gear in queue of the bucks making machine.

    Not only I must pay for this but also wait patiently for a month. Some crazy stuff

    And what is that will be revealed to me that I didn’t know already if anything? For an hour of feeling good after waiting for weeks I will pay 150 dollars??

    I could get one pack of high quality cocaine for that /j not to mention all the stuff that I actually need to buy

    And if it doesn’t work then money wasted? What does “working” even mean in this context i don’t know. Hopefully makes me earn more money because I need that.

    Right now I am unable to work prolly cause some autism but who knows. I am unable to resist daily grind and emotions of commuting and working for more than a month without mental breakdown.

    Will therapy fix that?