Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
A message from the heart.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
can’t wait for part 2
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest videogame made, VALORANT by Riot Games. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught 0-12 that made me cry, the cool aces to make me blush by being so hyped. The coding, art, fights, agents... Everything was just, amazing. Please, play VALORANT and maybe you will be able to find purpose in your lives you nolifers.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
Everyday I stray from reality, it feels as though I'm losing myself. I don't know what is real or fake anymore. My parents hate each other, I'm not close with any of my siblings. I'm gaining weight, barely motivated to go to work. I have no friends. I listen to music all day on my computer and look at vlr.gg so I deepen my wounds by reading dogshit takes by people in my situation just with an iq of 10 so they are too delusional realize how fucked up their life is...
Actually, this is all past-tense. I found that one thing to bring my miserable life joy... It was the greatest piece of fiction made, Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto. Everything about it was perfection, the hilarious moments to lighten my mood, the distraught moments that made me cry, the cool moments to make me blush by being so hyped. The writing, art, fights, comedy... Everything was just, amazing. Please, Read Chainsaw Man and maybe you will be able to get out of your fucking chair for once you slobs.
I finished having surgery and had a post op appointment with my doctor up the hill. Had to go before that while driving up the hill. Figured I’d use the bathroom while in the office. I forgot I had to shit. Impossible as it seems. Well I drive back down the hill when the bullet train hit my ass. I pulled over the side of the highway. Having no place to shit, I grab the only thing nearby- a thin empty styrofoam box from Panda Express on the passenger seat. Things were moving fast. So fast in fact that I made my first mistake. I missed the box. I had shat all over the drivers seat of my car. I had been on antibiotics too so we’re not talking logs here. We’re talking full on mud pie, split pea soup. It fucking filled the seat. I am doing this acrobatic effort not to dip my ass back in the mess and I some how open the car door. I grab my phone and pop the trunk. After slamming the car door shut (important later), I run bare ass to the trunk of my car to grab a change clothes I had prayed for. Good thing I didn’t make that goodwill run yet. God’s joke wasn’t quite over though. I walked back to the drivers door to realize my keys are locked inside the car with the engine running. So now to make matters worse I now have to call a tow truck to unlock my car door. Now some Hank the tow truck guy has to stare at the abomination that I left in my seat. I was mortified. And he just stared at me with such bewilderment afterwards. I hung my head and said “It’s exactly what it seems.” I’m sure that tow truck guy had one hell of a story when he got back home.
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