Venting I find few reasons to not drive a knife into my neck and stomach at any moment in time

[anon65]

Sitting at my desk tonight I was messing with my folding knife and fake stabbing myself for fun, and I realize that I have few reasons not to.

Who/What do I live for? My parents and one sibling right now. Never had a romantic relationship of any kind whatsoever, and I have slaved and studied for 20 years so far just to not have connection to a female.

It's gotten to the point where I wouldn't even want to date the VAST majority of women in my vicinity/campus due to their repulsive personalities, humor, and rampant obesity (not that they want me either).

All I can look forward to in life is slaving, paying taxes, and my body and mind breaking down over time. For this I find few reasons to not drive the knife in.

 

[ManOfVengeance]

if any of those foids want to get with us then they're going to have to fix those disgusting misandrist personalities first.

 

[anon65]

if any of those foids want to get with us then they're going to have to fix those disgusting misandrist personalities first.

It's so deeply ingrained into them it will never come out due to their incapability to think deeply and change their minds and opinions beyond the brainwashing.

 

[Caichan]

it would hurt

 

[ColderManTruce]

For this I find few reasons to not drive the knife in.

It's all so tiresome.

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

I found a reason in my late twenties.