black_depresso
You won't change reality, friend
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I was the gifted, passionate kid in primary school and high school who wanted to get a nobel prize in physics, become a famous footballer, become a famous chef, and be rich and successful. I was that way until about age 14. I read books, relentlessly pursued my passions and had some moderate success as a teenager in all of these things, but not groundbreaking stuff to escalate me to international stardom.
Before I could achieve those things, I needed to increase my work ethic and passion, and needed to keep the momentum going.
But I didnt.
I slowed down. I can't pinpoint the exact time it happened, but my passion for knowledge, developing myself and my skills and becoming an alpha, elite male, just disappeared. Into thin air. For I think the last decade ive been aimlessly rolling through life with zero desire to get up out of bed in the morning. Zero desire to read. Zero desire to improve myself or pursue things. I work at a restaurant, get my money, go home and jerk off and thats it. Those are my days. And I dont feel like thats ever going to change. I have no energy or desire for anything.
My life experiences because of ugliness DRAINED ME BEYOND REPAIR and now I dont want to live anymore. Ugliness fucking ruins lives, I am the prime example of it. For every ugly person who is rich and successful and SEEMINGLY HAPPY (This is questionable in majority of cases though), there are ten million ugly men whose spark and desire for life was extinguished by the shitty experiences of being born with an ugly face.
Before I could achieve those things, I needed to increase my work ethic and passion, and needed to keep the momentum going.
But I didnt.
I slowed down. I can't pinpoint the exact time it happened, but my passion for knowledge, developing myself and my skills and becoming an alpha, elite male, just disappeared. Into thin air. For I think the last decade ive been aimlessly rolling through life with zero desire to get up out of bed in the morning. Zero desire to read. Zero desire to improve myself or pursue things. I work at a restaurant, get my money, go home and jerk off and thats it. Those are my days. And I dont feel like thats ever going to change. I have no energy or desire for anything.
My life experiences because of ugliness DRAINED ME BEYOND REPAIR and now I dont want to live anymore. Ugliness fucking ruins lives, I am the prime example of it. For every ugly person who is rich and successful and SEEMINGLY HAPPY (This is questionable in majority of cases though), there are ten million ugly men whose spark and desire for life was extinguished by the shitty experiences of being born with an ugly face.