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6/27/2025, 6:20:18 AM
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I’m a 23 year old college dropout who works in a restaurant flinging shit out the window all day as the topsoil years of my life are spent slaving away for Jews in this hellworld which America has become. I was forced to drop out of college because I spent all day smoking weed and drinking after an extremely traumatic betrayal from a friend group which I considered myself closer with than with my own family at a point. Now that I’m somewhat over that I can feel my grip on myself slipping day after day. Despite that I feel myself as being smarter and healthier than that time where I was smoking vape shop weed literally all day I feel like the chances that my life will amount to anything are slipping away. When I was a teenager I wanted to be a world historical figure. I wanted to have my name etched in the memory of my time forever. Then my dreams started to slip into wanting to be a minor historical figure. Then they slipped into just wanting to quit weed and maybe have a farm and a wife. I would have killed myself a couple of months ago if not for the fact that I anticipate a violent revolution in one form or another in the years to come. Not that I’ll be a commander or even involved or anything. I just want to be there to see it happen. Maybe I’ll get lucky and there’ll be a comfortable low level functionary job there for me in the new government and I can spend my withered potential doing something actually worth waking up to go do for once.
I’m a 23 year old college dropout who works in a restaurant flinging shit out the window all day as the topsoil years of my life are spent slaving away for Jews in this hellworld which America has become. I was forced to drop out of college because I spent all day smoking weed and drinking after an extremely traumatic betrayal from a friend group which I considered myself closer with than with my own family at a point. Now that I’m somewhat over that I can feel my grip on myself slipping day after day. Despite that I feel myself as being smarter and healthier than that time where I was smoking vape shop weed literally all day I feel like the chances that my life will amount to anything are slipping away. When I was a teenager I wanted to be a world historical figure. I wanted to have my name etched in the memory of my time forever. Then my dreams started to slip into wanting to be a minor historical figure. Then they slipped into just wanting to quit weed and maybe have a farm and a wife. I would have killed myself a couple of months ago if not for the fact that I anticipate a violent revolution in one form or another in the years to come. Not that I’ll be a commander or even involved or anything. I just want to be there to see it happen. Maybe I’ll get lucky and there’ll be a comfortable low level functionary job there for me in the new government and I can spend my withered potential doing something actually worth waking up to go do for once.
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