Got a complaint? The wall is listening.

I need a real man. I hate them "boys". Just grow the fuck up and put some real care into the world..

i don’t want to dissect art like homework. i want it to hit me in the gut first, talk later. let me hear a song without branding it, read a book without a think piece. give me the part that feels like lightning, not a lab report.

i hate other people’s happiness more than i should. there. i said it. working on it. kinda.

Fucking shit im tired of life

...To make it easier on these men getting abused by women and posting on here their rants that I 100% agree with and the present societal treatment of the relations between men and women, ie extremely hostile and fearful and psychotic, when you go not just there, but other places NOT DR!! It is COMPANIONSHIP!! ie: Bar here is like bar there except the triple safeness from 24/7 security and drinks included in resort price. Just use your lines and talk and there you go! And again, LEGAL!!!!!!

I really feel pity for the men here. Don't take womens' paranoid retribution for shitty acts these POS excuses for "men" did and if it were illegal and serious, cut their genitals off. Do research, put the time in to do web searches, and do whatever to make it as private as possible so Big Brother don't store it, get a passport and go affordably to places where women treat you the way you should by your behavior alone. I do that in Dominican Republic and I'm free from all that hate insanity.

I do not even talk to coworkers at work. I walk in circles on my line and try my best to stay busy. We are not the same. I didn't go to the company picnic, and I've got nothing for the potluck later today. I probably won't participate. It is not hyperbolic just because you cannot relate. My mind makes all sorts of shitty patterns to convince me that I'm not alone. At this point, delusion is probably keeping me alive.

“I’m so pretty and life’s so hard because I’m a genre of humor.”

STFU. You don’t know real suffering. The sort of suffering people don’t choose and still have to live with. You probably didn’t live in crack homes due to your druggie dad.

50 cent shot one of his movies in a hotel complex in my hometown due to its bad reputation. He also shot a scene near my house because my neighborhood had a bad reputation. They used cops to close off the area just for him.

I'll be honest I hate posting on X. I hate it, the whole platform is confusing as heck! Why can't we just go back to good ole FB and IG?? I'd make my life soo much easier. I hate X, I really do.

I once woke up to my dick in some woman’s hair. It was scraggly hair, and I don’t lucid dream. It ended up triggering some pretty insane psychosis though where I thought I was some higher being. Like I was on drugs or some shit.

I went back to sleep immediately after she woke me up. I still don’t know wtf she was doing, but it was weird and not a lucid dream. I felt my hand on her head and my dick. Wasn’t beating off.

Life’s fucking weird and so are people