Sometimes I stop and think about how weird it is that I’m the middle brother of two guys who’ve gone through dozens and dozens of girlfriends. My big brother just recently got married and my little brother is back in the game after dumping his more recent whore. Meanwhile I’m still a KHHV at 27 years of age. There’s even people in this website who’ve gotten married, had sex, or even just kissed a girl at one point, meanwhile I’ve never so much as been hugged by a girl.
I usually don’t think about this shit because I’ve gotten desensitized to it. That’s just what my life is I guess. But every once in awhile I’ll stop and think about it and think “man, this kinda sucks”. The good thing is I learned to live by myself. I have a decent job and I’m mostly functional, and God knows I have enough slop to entertain myself with until the day I die. But the thought that my life will one day end as a rotten and decomposing corpse on the floor in a small apartment somewhere gets to me sometimes. Maybe I’ll get lucky and die in a car crash or something instead