Oh the comment section..
The feedback loop.
The last bastion of corrupt personalities expressing as much as they possibly can.
Pretty funny ..
Pretty damn funny
Or you can look at the heavy real news
i use Zelensky as a desktop background.
Monkeys beat each other with their fists and with clubs.
Real fuckerheads use words and infectious thought…
So help me understand, the UN looks at the Middle East and basically says
“hey,, you uh, You can’t be at endless war with people you’re trying eject from your land”
(or it’s someone else’s land to begin with)
Which brings me to..
“how the fuck can you own Land?”
We have assholes walking around, acting like that s*** belongs to them.
“look how important I am”
I own a piece of the ground..
(says who ?)
The people that oversee owning pieces of the ground… They gave me a piece of paper and everything.
That shit belong to me..
(that shit is dirt flying through space)
I own it…
(you own two things… Jack and shit…and Jack left Town -army of darkness)
I own it. .
(alright buddy )
You kind of have to have balls to speak. Or to like, film yourself.
Definitely a different modern landscape of motivations.
You don’t like that?
Good.
I don’t like you either.
Now we’re all making statements.
Flying through space,, giving movie reviews.
And just how much could the public be considered a “basic bitch” ?
Well..
You can grab her by the pussy,but you’d better not kill a dog.
You can agree with gay rights, but you also need men shitting in the same room as women.
You can never be critical of the ethnic, better leave it alone.
Annnnd.
You have to act like sponsors make good shit..
They don’t.
I can’t speak to all of it, but Raycons are a con.
A joke.
A pile of garbage.
And I want my money back.
I wonder if I’ve hit 3 months, no booze 🤔🤔
I didn’t like counting the days, I think that matters for some reason.
Didn’t have to surrender to a higher power, didn’t have to stand up in front of strangers and eat my balls.
Didn’t have some big, cathartic episode.
Don’t care for the attention.
I’ll tell you the same thing I tell Pentecostal family members.
“I’m not interested”
I am not interested in the things that you are.
I’m certain that we don’t want the same things.
I work beside a 50-year-old man that is addicted to TikTok.
And he tells me about everything he sees.
That dude, and I’ve put a lot of thought into this, that dude is jacking off to teenage girls.
I can tell by the way he talks.
I can tell by what he mentions.
That’s a perv.
Ray Charles could see that.
Can someone explain to me what a second draft is?
🤔
Never mind, I don’t think I care 😘
Wish I had a donut, but donuts are bad for you .
Maybe some strawberry banana french toast.
Also bad for you.
How about some oatmeal?
Can I eat some fucking oatmeal?
The world doesn’t care about you, and they hope for your unhappiness.
We should probably throw all people into a giant meat grinder,
Probably.
Pickup trucks are a real problem, where I exist.
It’s not even the damage they do,
It’s what they do to the ego.
It’s the monkey that’s driving them, it’s how they behave.
How they speak.
What they say.
It’s a real thing over here.
A piece of paper in a mailbox with a picture of a bald young woman.
Asking for money.
Picture is there to make you feel bad,.
Only two things to blame for the world outside. Money, same as it’s always been. And people, same as it’s always been.
Subtract money and people and what do you have left? Nature. The brutal nature of nature, naturally.
Scary stuff, but people are so horrible it still feels like a better place.
Better than what you see when you look outside now.
I see rednecks.
I see trucks.
I see the f*** Joe Biden types.
I cling onto the awareness that none of this matters, and those people instantly become a punchline.
I’m surrounded by them.
I have been for a very long time now.
People are silly.
Sleeping, eating and smoking.
Laying down with a cat .
Sleep cycle flips every weekend.
The mind wants to be awake at 3:00 and 4:00 in the morning, it does not want to drag it’s sorry ass out of bed for the 6:00 a.m. alarm.
It wants to go to sleep at 6:00 a.m.
What was that documentary about Dupont and David Schultz?
Foxcatcher?
That,, was a tale about journeying into madness.
Like, real madness, not plain old depression.
Video taping the forest and watching hours of footage.
Seeing shapes in the trees.
Thinking that people were moving throughout tunnels.
Crazy.
But crazy with a bankroll.
Which makes it even more crazy.
The guy wrote on both of his palms the word “kids”, he knew he was crazy, but he couldn’t escape because of the money.
Which returns us to the beginning, sadness.
That was a really sad story.
About madness..
You can do what you love, but you have to kiss the ass of a psycho,, because there’s no f****** money in what you love.
He threw out the black people because he didn’t like the color of their skin.
Literally.
It had nothing to do with their race or contents of their character, It was their literal skin color, DuPont went through some cycle, and he thought it was a bad omen.
You ever want to see a story of a real crazy person, there it is.
Subtract the bankroll and he’s just another homeless on the street .
Nothing special
I play helldivers for the hugs, because I’m so desperate for hugs
dawn 