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(warning unplanned autistic rage incoming)
I hate people. I hate women. I hate normies, chads, stacys, betas, cucks, bluepilled, redpilled, everyone. I wouldn't be surprised if I hated the incels I met too, IRL. I hate humans. I hate mankind. People are disgusting, everything, every single fucking thing about us, disgusts me to no end. It is all so horrible. Non-thinking, herds of BRAINDEAD FUCKS. I am beyond SICK of seeing these people, EVERYWHERE I GO, constantly reminded of how happy and ignorant they are.
There is nothing good about this world, or those who inhabit it, NOTHING.
It's all just a shit shoot, a big fucking game of chance, to see how much you suffer, and for how long. Death is the only escape, the only release, for us all, normies and incels alike. Dying is only a sad event for those who live to see others die, but even their sadness ends with death.
Free will isn't real, there is no hope, no meaning, no love, no silver lining to the pain, nothing beyond surface reality, nothing will ever change, life is about trying to escape suffering, about power, that is nature, that is all its ever been, it's all A FUCKING JOKE, NO MATTER HOW HARD 90% OF THEM TRY AND DENY THAT! And I have no power, none of the only thing that matters.
I am so jealous, soooooo fucking JEALOUS, of those who are happy. Those who know pleasure. Those accepted and loved by others. The attractive, the beautiful.
Their lives are SO EASY, THEY CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THE REAL WORLD IS LIKE! WHAT IT IS LIKE TO LIVE IN FEAR, AND LOATHING, AND ISOLATION.
I want that, so bad, I want what they have. I will never attain it, it is impossible, it is fantasy, nothing more.
I will complain, same as you, about how I am treated. I have tried to be good, and fair, and hard working, I always thought it was MY FAULT that people treated me like SHIT, but no, the blackpill has shown me the truth. But they won't care. They will NEVER care! It is IMPOSSIBLE.
One must be SELFISH, and UNCARING, to survive, and that's how they are, how we ALL are, at the core.
Sometimes I get unusually sad and depressed, and I want to die more than I normally do. I want to die without violence, quietly, alone, like they want me to.
But this anger always comes back eventually, this rage, this HATRED. It is what keeps me alive. I want to hurt them, I want to give them pain. Just because I can.
They will say, 'life is unfair! deal with it! you were dealt a bad hand, not our fault! nature is cruel, and uncaring! the weak were meant to perish, and not pass on their genes!' HYPOCRITES! By that logic, by that reasoning, WHY SHOULDN'T I HARM YOU?! IT IS WHAT I DESIRE, AND I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!
You expect me to be treated as subhuman DIRT, my entire life, by all, and then, finally, hang a rope in my bedroom, suffocate, have some funeral where strangers act sad, make a post about it on their pathetic Facebooks, and thats it? Forgotten, forever, dust in the earth, that never knew joy? No. No. Not if I can help it.
Am I wrong? I want to feel powerful, and in control, one time before I leave for hell. I see no reason not to, if I am to die anyway. I DON'T WANT TO ABANDON THIS ANGER AGHHHHHHHH
I hate people. I hate women. I hate normies, chads, stacys, betas, cucks, bluepilled, redpilled, everyone. I wouldn't be surprised if I hated the incels I met too, IRL. I hate humans. I hate mankind. People are disgusting, everything, every single fucking thing about us, disgusts me to no end. It is all so horrible. Non-thinking, herds of BRAINDEAD FUCKS. I am beyond SICK of seeing these people, EVERYWHERE I GO, constantly reminded of how happy and ignorant they are.
There is nothing good about this world, or those who inhabit it, NOTHING.
It's all just a shit shoot, a big fucking game of chance, to see how much you suffer, and for how long. Death is the only escape, the only release, for us all, normies and incels alike. Dying is only a sad event for those who live to see others die, but even their sadness ends with death.
Free will isn't real, there is no hope, no meaning, no love, no silver lining to the pain, nothing beyond surface reality, nothing will ever change, life is about trying to escape suffering, about power, that is nature, that is all its ever been, it's all A FUCKING JOKE, NO MATTER HOW HARD 90% OF THEM TRY AND DENY THAT! And I have no power, none of the only thing that matters.
I am so jealous, soooooo fucking JEALOUS, of those who are happy. Those who know pleasure. Those accepted and loved by others. The attractive, the beautiful.
Their lives are SO EASY, THEY CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT THE REAL WORLD IS LIKE! WHAT IT IS LIKE TO LIVE IN FEAR, AND LOATHING, AND ISOLATION.
I want that, so bad, I want what they have. I will never attain it, it is impossible, it is fantasy, nothing more.
I will complain, same as you, about how I am treated. I have tried to be good, and fair, and hard working, I always thought it was MY FAULT that people treated me like SHIT, but no, the blackpill has shown me the truth. But they won't care. They will NEVER care! It is IMPOSSIBLE.
One must be SELFISH, and UNCARING, to survive, and that's how they are, how we ALL are, at the core.
Sometimes I get unusually sad and depressed, and I want to die more than I normally do. I want to die without violence, quietly, alone, like they want me to.
But this anger always comes back eventually, this rage, this HATRED. It is what keeps me alive. I want to hurt them, I want to give them pain. Just because I can.
They will say, 'life is unfair! deal with it! you were dealt a bad hand, not our fault! nature is cruel, and uncaring! the weak were meant to perish, and not pass on their genes!' HYPOCRITES! By that logic, by that reasoning, WHY SHOULDN'T I HARM YOU?! IT IS WHAT I DESIRE, AND I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!
You expect me to be treated as subhuman DIRT, my entire life, by all, and then, finally, hang a rope in my bedroom, suffocate, have some funeral where strangers act sad, make a post about it on their pathetic Facebooks, and thats it? Forgotten, forever, dust in the earth, that never knew joy? No. No. Not if I can help it.
Am I wrong? I want to feel powerful, and in control, one time before I leave for hell. I see no reason not to, if I am to die anyway. I DON'T WANT TO ABANDON THIS ANGER AGHHHHHHHH
