Ahhhhh I don’t think I am. But thanks anon, you’re very kind
No, I fucking haven’t anon. I’m still 100% grade A american bullshit, soaked in cheap beer and whaling for someone to take care of me. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ANON, WHY CANT THIS BOGUS CARNIVAL OF HORSE SHIT I CALL MY LIFE END?!? and not like suicide, that’s cheap. Like just why the fuck do I gotta do every day? Every single one?? That seems unfair to me. I’m so sorry please ask this question again when I’m not teetering on the edge of sanity, it was a good one and I swore at you :/
Thug is a mind state and a life style, not a color bby
Here’s a new thing I’m gonna try: absolutely not caring about any other person. Ruthless, careless, cruel. Why not? Who blinks when I’m wronged? Who reaches out when I am hurting? Who pats me on the fucking back when I do something good? Or help someone else? Which by the way is all the fucking time, I do more for other people then I’ve ever done for me. Just out of the simple fact that I desperately seek recognition and gratification through others. Pathetic. Im sure this sounds selfish, because others do give a lot to me. And I marvel at their generosity, I truly do. But for most of them there is a reason they do anything for me: sex, social upgrade, later favors. I’m not trying to sound like I’m the Jesus of 2015, I’m so far from it. But I do things for other people, very often, with no reward in mind. But I know most of the people who hit me up have an exact reward in mind. That’s why, despite my spirit being repulsed by the thought, I’m going to act selfishly and without remorse from hence forth. Fuck you, fuck your feelings, fuck your moral code, fuck what you think you know. Nothing but raw from now on, I’ll be the one to sow the seeds of dissidence.
I do not believe you, but it is a nice sentiment (: I wonder who you are
Thanks! 😊😊 you feed me with your attention