Emptiness

[June3cel2]

Tired of feeling like this, just don't care about anything tbh. Anytime I get excited about something, I see my disgusting currycel reflection in some fucking car window and mirror, and I remember how subhuman I am again. Everytime I feel anything positive, it eventually comes crashing down and becomes depressing again. I need to train myself to never be happy about anything ever again. I'm at home for the summer from university, and I have to be around my parents all day. Always saying some shit about how I keep to myself too much and need to involve myself in the real world. Sometimes people come over, and I have to sit there and show my fucking face to everyone. Tired of this shit.

I used to be a huge mma fan, but even that doesn't excite me much anymore. Just hope Whittaker knocks the fuck out of Romero tonight somehow.

If the UFC and boxing didn't exist I wouldve just roped by now no hesitation. Literally the only peace I have in life is knowing that all the chads and stacies out there are going to one day die just like I am. Just typing that out hurts because I know how much of a fucking cope that is.

 

[UnfortunatelyINCEL98]

you sound like you need anti depressants or to smoke some weed

 

[June3cel2]

Last time I smoked weed man, I did too much. I got a bad headache, and when I went out with some friends to eat at a nice place, I threw up literally inside my shirt all of a sudden. Luckily no one noticed. But one of my friends moms came with us, and she noticed me acting kind of weird. She was sitting in my row of the table, and she saw me looking to the side and got a good look at my side profile. JFL lol man she said I had a super sharp nose lmao. First thing she noticed about me is my subhumanity.

 

[June3cel2]

After a bit though it was the best high I ever felt. I could get super creative, and my mind would believe it too. I imagined myself getting a bj, and it felt pretty good tbh.

 

[IsolationHurts]

Tired of feeling like this, just don't care about anything tbh. Anytime I get excited about something, I see my disgusting currycel reflection in some fucking car window and mirror, and I remember how subhuman I am again. Everytime I feel anything positive, it eventually comes crashing down and becomes depressing again. I need to train myself to never be happy about anything ever again. I'm at home for the summer from university, and I have to be around my parents all day. Always saying some shit about how I keep to myself too much and need to involve myself in the real world. Sometimes people come over, and I have to sit there and show my fucking face to everyone. Tired of this shit.

I used to be a huge mma fan, but even that doesn't excite me much anymore. Just hope Whittaker knocks the fuck out of Romero tonight somehow.

If the UFC and boxing didn't exist I wouldve just roped by now no hesitation. Literally the only peace I have in life is knowing that all the chads and stacies out there are going to one day die just like I am. Just typing that out hurts because I know how much of a fucking cope that is.

 

[June3cel2]

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Thanks bro