Another truck stop, getting more slop for my stupider Jewish Snownigger truck job, some fucking norm groids kids straight up run up on me screaming "daddy" and I straight up almost punted one of them out of surprise and reaction.
The Foid mother said "kids daddy's over there" coming out of the bathrooms behind me. I had crows, I had dogs, I had FUCKING CHILDREN run up to me, but never a foid
I do this practice to make life suck less, but the one thing that truly makes me want to jump off a fucking cliff (in fallout) is being on a level where I am always recognized by normies/randos but also know these people intrinsically hate my guts.
Being acknowledged reminds me of the soul crushing loneliness, and burden my life is to everyone around me just for existing, when the reality when I am not seen or heard there is no conclusion of me to be written up because nothing is there. When I turn my lights off and my room is dark I do my absoulete best to become one with it hoping one day I can blow away with the shadows when the light is turned back on. Being seen or acknowledged I think is a fate worse than death when you are sub 5.
I hate discourse, I hate how niggery normies are, I hate being seen, even when I do everything in my fucking power to not be seen or deal with anyone the (((universe))) will send birds flying into my fucking windows, on my truck. It never ends.
Fucking so never began
The Foid mother said "kids daddy's over there" coming out of the bathrooms behind me. I had crows, I had dogs, I had FUCKING CHILDREN run up to me, but never a foid
I do this practice to make life suck less, but the one thing that truly makes me want to jump off a fucking cliff (in fallout) is being on a level where I am always recognized by normies/randos but also know these people intrinsically hate my guts.
Being acknowledged reminds me of the soul crushing loneliness, and burden my life is to everyone around me just for existing, when the reality when I am not seen or heard there is no conclusion of me to be written up because nothing is there. When I turn my lights off and my room is dark I do my absoulete best to become one with it hoping one day I can blow away with the shadows when the light is turned back on. Being seen or acknowledged I think is a fate worse than death when you are sub 5.
I hate discourse, I hate how niggery normies are, I hate being seen, even when I do everything in my fucking power to not be seen or deal with anyone the (((universe))) will send birds flying into my fucking windows, on my truck. It never ends.
Fucking so never began
