BlackLowLtn
tired weirdo
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I would larp some hatred or say outlandish takes in order to fit in and bait some IT posts but I don’t actually think I have any deep-rooted hatred of normies, women or society.
When I acknowledge that they are all just acting on preordained natural order of the world, or on their own individual beliefs/preferences, I struggle to even find it in me to even hate them for that.
I’m not even immune to acting on the shit Blackpill scrutinises no matter how badly I try to look past it all: it’s annoying how shitty of a person I get with my intrusive thoughts to the point I hardly see myself in high regards.
No self-respecting person would want to get close to me; I truly deserve no-one. I look at myself and cry from time to time, even I see the issue I don’t know what to do anymore, fuck….
It’s not that I respect it or despise it, I just have no opinion on it all. I think I ultimately gave up entirely so I stopped seeing myself in the equation; but with no hate to fuel, my 19 years of existence slowly just starts to seem… Pointless?
I went from homeless, being stuck under an abusive druggie mother, intense bullying, discrimination publicly for my looks to… Just drifting through life, and scrambling for all sorts of copes to make myself seem interesting or atleast make me FEEL SOMETHING.
There is no-one, absolutely no-one by my side.
This sums it up perfectly:
I need something, genuinely anything. It doesn’t matter if it’s me hating others, I need something to cope with or I’ll genuinely lose it.
I have nothing going for me, I’m genuinely such a failure I understand why my mother despised me…
When I acknowledge that they are all just acting on preordained natural order of the world, or on their own individual beliefs/preferences, I struggle to even find it in me to even hate them for that.
I’m not even immune to acting on the shit Blackpill scrutinises no matter how badly I try to look past it all: it’s annoying how shitty of a person I get with my intrusive thoughts to the point I hardly see myself in high regards.
No self-respecting person would want to get close to me; I truly deserve no-one. I look at myself and cry from time to time, even I see the issue I don’t know what to do anymore, fuck….
It’s not that I respect it or despise it, I just have no opinion on it all. I think I ultimately gave up entirely so I stopped seeing myself in the equation; but with no hate to fuel, my 19 years of existence slowly just starts to seem… Pointless?
I went from homeless, being stuck under an abusive druggie mother, intense bullying, discrimination publicly for my looks to… Just drifting through life, and scrambling for all sorts of copes to make myself seem interesting or atleast make me FEEL SOMETHING.
There is no-one, absolutely no-one by my side.
This sums it up perfectly:
I have my life planned out, or atleast I had. Doing Economics in University, wageslaving, taking volunteer work, got a future internship over next summer; but now it all seems pointless. I'm not happy, I can't be happy when there is no-one to be happy with. And there's no-one who'd want to be happy with me.
I feel so alone; I just want any love/affection. I want to interact with a real person who'll truly always be by my side, someone who genuinely will love me despite anything, I don't care about how they look as long as they are putting as much effort as I am. I want someone to hug, laugh, cuddle, argue and cry with; someone who I can come home to with a big smile, someone that I can enjoy being with. I want genuine connection but no matter how hard I try, it never works out, I been trying EVERYTHING and it never works out.
I need something, genuinely anything. It doesn’t matter if it’s me hating others, I need something to cope with or I’ll genuinely lose it.
I have nothing going for me, I’m genuinely such a failure I understand why my mother despised me…





