You can be positive at end because you have save something with your work. I have your age, never work a single day of my life, I don’t have a bank account, I’m just living with my 70yo parent and keep going with his money that is the wage of essential worker. Where I am going? Enjoy what? What ride? I only see that probably I have to work like a slave in future, and that’s it.

I’m glad to finally read someone that’s say something real. Its all about lying, yes I educate myself and I even try to fake a fair enough resumee. I realize this is the only way to hope for something. I don’t have special abilities, not good at math, coding boring me. I try a lot of thing in this life, I am in a training program now, but things move slowly, I’m 35, I should have a wife by now, an happy place called home, but looks so far away, looks even that I lost the train to having that life. Feeling already old even if I do nothing, life ask things I dont have. Stupid things like a car, I don’t want it, I don’t like it, but people want me to have it. This example apply to everything. In order to have something I wish for I need to want something I don’t like, that’s so stupid and I feel bad.

Still everything is now ashes, dust in the wind, nothing. All this fun hobbies are now only a meanless memory, I didn’t have nothing back, all the fun you say is become, for me, hate. Hate to have wasted my time laughing like a fool behind videogames, books, even sports, telling myself that was okay, creating a big lie that hobby was something important, just to see it ending without any result. So that’s the point, limited time sure it’s everything, but meaning is also everything in this life.

I didn’t find any good enough hobby in this 35 years of life that didn’t fade after some time. At moment I’m very empty inside, I spend half day sleeping and other half working, everything looks expansive to do, I give up on everything, I’m keeping myself alive because I’m just scared of the pain and I can’t imagine stop existing.

My first porn was on floppy disk

I think human interaction change with times that tell us what we need to have to be good as friend. I am also running from people but not because I can’t deal with conflict but because shame. I spend many time to understand and shame is mine final answer. I am ashamed of my dirty apartment in my father garage, I am ashamed of not having a degree, a job, the will of even find an occupation. Then I ashamed of my body, fat and full of scars of heavy loss of height. Simple I am just a monster, that lives only because parents keep alive. What kind of friend can be possible be? That’s there reason to escape. This why not everyone can have interactions.

damn that’s so good, well done, lucky the guy who filled your beautiful ass.

I promise you will have the whitest butthole

Too much extremist and people who just here to sell their blogs, website, onlyfans, ect.

Perfect body

Because their code is a mess, ugly and full of bugs, that is better burn to the roots that trying to fix it.

You need less plants on background then

Last time I see much wet I was at the waterpark

Inner peace

12-13 in Europe.

Same, people keep me asking, why don’t you have whatsup, facebook, instagram or gmail? Fucking hell, we living in a dystopia where everyone need this apps as basic, corporation win and everyone clapping like monkeys.

I don’t have any title, but I can tell you one thing. Best music for running are 130bpm.

I don’t blame you, and I think I understand the pain, I’ve been repeating myself for the last ten years that I’ve already died, I still repeat it before bed. I share disinterest in the facts in the world, you are fully right in the interested only to your realities like yourself and your family, I don’t think there is much more when you were born as excluded, I feel so myself, my battle has become another. I no longer seek my happiness because I don’t think I’m suitable for it. But, you are the obvious proof that there are people with the same sensations, and then my purpose is now to try to find the closest physically to me and approach it as throwing me into a pit of thorns wirhout any fear.

I think that human nature is not meant to be universally shared in all its communities and that indeed there will always be the desire to have divisions, this to bind more with single individuals who become then family or friends. Being friends of all, but also only friendly, is a counter-evolutionary fantasy. The Internet is inadequate for long-range relationships, this is evident to all those who frequent large virtual communities. I sugget (even to myself) to press x more often.

I have thought the same for almost ten years of begin alone (im 35), now I am in a parentheses of revolution, perhaps I will come back to think like you when I am again defeated by life.