Anonymous
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8/27/2025, 12:04:05 AM
No.514068454
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I don't know what's keeping me sane
Everyone is stupid, petty and insane. No one can do anything properly anymore. I order stuff online and they mess it up. I wait months for garments to be tailored. I ordered some cheap custom item from a big store and they tried to rip me off and blocked my number before I even received the package. Every interaction is either small where I get a simple product in person and I smile and laugh along to keep it simple, or an email / telephone / multiple visit argument that ends in unjustified disdain towards me.
Everyone exists to fulfill their "function", and outside of that burn what little time they have consuming "reels" and other inane garbage. They go to school, college, masters, they work for free and drown themselves in liquor and daze off in blaring music warehouses with party drugs. They put on business casual, and without a regard for belonging or peace or freedom they travel anywhere they may find "greener grass" without a semblance of being or deeper thought or appreciation. Nothing of any substance occurs within them. It's all the same tired Friends catchphrases and stupid questions and beliefs and "insecurities".
I will never own a decent home to live in and have a moment's peace. I will never have a stable marriage without the constant threat of having everything taken away from me on a whim with no basis. I have no defense against my offspring being turned into degenerates. No security or guarantee of success or even wealth preservation. I am a beast in a corral covered by security cameras and patrolled by state-sanctioned thugs.
I have nothing left to struggle for. And somehow I feel ever more lucid in this "society" of hysteric vaginas and moving walls. The fat, unkempt sheeple at Lidl picking their vegetables from cardboard boxes and their "low-fat" margarine and bagged bread on their discount sportswear and running shoes. The filthy streets drowned by the noise of boundless lines of traffic and movement. The ugliness and evil. Petty evil.
Everyone exists to fulfill their "function", and outside of that burn what little time they have consuming "reels" and other inane garbage. They go to school, college, masters, they work for free and drown themselves in liquor and daze off in blaring music warehouses with party drugs. They put on business casual, and without a regard for belonging or peace or freedom they travel anywhere they may find "greener grass" without a semblance of being or deeper thought or appreciation. Nothing of any substance occurs within them. It's all the same tired Friends catchphrases and stupid questions and beliefs and "insecurities".
I will never own a decent home to live in and have a moment's peace. I will never have a stable marriage without the constant threat of having everything taken away from me on a whim with no basis. I have no defense against my offspring being turned into degenerates. No security or guarantee of success or even wealth preservation. I am a beast in a corral covered by security cameras and patrolled by state-sanctioned thugs.
I have nothing left to struggle for. And somehow I feel ever more lucid in this "society" of hysteric vaginas and moving walls. The fat, unkempt sheeple at Lidl picking their vegetables from cardboard boxes and their "low-fat" margarine and bagged bread on their discount sportswear and running shoes. The filthy streets drowned by the noise of boundless lines of traffic and movement. The ugliness and evil. Petty evil.