do I still have a chance to experience the teenage love thing? Im 19 and havent talked to a girl since the middle school

Today I went to a childhood summer destination. The last time I was there was over a decade ago when I was a freshman in highschool. I remember that week so vividly because it offer me respite from my life which I hated, especially since entering highschool. I would swim in the morning, play emulated games on my phone during the afternoon and in the evening sit on the patio and listen to music. I tried getting that magic back by playing the same games and listening to the same music before going there. It did nothing for me. It didn't recapture those feelings and the place itself I hardly recognized. I realized that I did all those things back then because those were my natural interests at that time. Forcing them back didn't work, I'm not that child anymore. So I decided to just come as I am and had a good time, hopefully creating new memories like those from a decade ago. That is my blogpost. The past isn't real, don't cling to it. Be authentic and the person you really are now, in this moment.

>sometimes feel a sting of embarrassment while playing at how outdated Genshin's models and cutscenes look
>have installed wuwa thrice and dropped it three times because it just sucks despite the graphics
>they ruined ZZZ after launch
Genshin 2 can't come any day too soon

The United States won't survive the century.

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>e-waste HP refurbished laptop for work
>Xiaomi Note 13 on Graphene OS
>W10 LTSC gayming PC
>Xiaomi Band 7

>only pro Zionist demographic are old fucks
>jew aware far right zoomers
>jew aware far left zoomers
>jew aware Muslims and browns
How will Israel survive without gibs?

When you day comes to return to mother nonexistance, I wish you a soft and painless journey. I love you all and we all share the same suffering. We are the final step in human evolution, the ones who outgrow our programming. Death is our guide and when it casts down its merciful eyes upon us, may it lead you back to mother in your sleep. Without pain, without regret, without sadness. Live your life content in the knowledge that all suffering will end, for everyone, some day.

Another night in the miserable humiliation ritual that is my life. Please death just take me, just don't make it hurt, be gentle. I have suffered enough. I want to go home, I'm scared and crying. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm sorry for whatever I did to be punished by existing. Nonexistance I long for you, please mama take back your son into your embrace.

Come sweet death and take me away. I hear our mother's call, nonexistance. Through human selfishness we were removed from her womb and thrust, kicking and screaming, into torment. Come sweet death and extend your hand, so you may lead me back to mother, like a lost child with a kind stranger. I call out to you to come in the night, while I'm asleep and return me to her, like a sleeping child being carried back to it's bed by it's father. Mother nonexistance, how long must your son wait? Too long.