One of those dreams that felt real. Felt like a second chance. Every mistake that I've made was gone. My youth hadn't been violently ripped from me. Then I woke up. Put me back now, and nothing changes, I'm still a khhv loser. But at least I'm not old and bitter anymore. I'm not even in my mid 20s yet, but missing out on love, all of it, from birth has fucked me up. The years of homelessness, isolation, being completely ostracized and being a punching bag with genetic disease has ripped away anything resembling youth. Give me unlimited pussy, validation, and love and it will never make up for what I missed out on. What I lost. What was stolen.
