“i wonder what happened to you growing up, you used to be so happy when you were little”
what my old man told me
what my old man told me
Life hit like a bag of bricks
hit like a drunk driver with a truck
At least you have someone who understands
barely, thinks i’m “depressed” when i’m just like this. doesnt like my black and white view of the world.
Incels are happy as children because they are free of judgement then.
Adult world is performative and fake. Only the scum layer floats to the top in those conditions
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