BlackLowLtn
Mr. Loverman - BlackCommander of the Fourth Reich
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Everything feels meaningless, even doing nothing and doomscrolling seems so disgusting.
The word itself envelopes my whole worldview, it’s all so utterly pointless for me.
I only wish that love is more shallow than people make it out to be to feel better about myself: why should I be depressed about romance when I can just say 99% of them are fake anyways?
How would the thought of the lack of parental love matter if the idea of it is just built on investment prospects? Platonic love? Shallow social dynamics. Societal love? Riddled with exploitation. Self-love? Over-indulgence of oneself, utter ignorance of one’s faults built on bias.
Why hurt myself further by thinking most forms of love is so accessible to people, when I can just delude myself further with self-looping facts and logic?
I hate my life.
The word itself envelopes my whole worldview, it’s all so utterly pointless for me.
I only wish that love is more shallow than people make it out to be to feel better about myself: why should I be depressed about romance when I can just say 99% of them are fake anyways?
How would the thought of the lack of parental love matter if the idea of it is just built on investment prospects? Platonic love? Shallow social dynamics. Societal love? Riddled with exploitation. Self-love? Over-indulgence of oneself, utter ignorance of one’s faults built on bias.
Why hurt myself further by thinking most forms of love is so accessible to people, when I can just delude myself further with self-looping facts and logic?
I hate my life.
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