Why did God make me so lonely? Everything in my life was set up to make me as lonely as possible... What is my mission on earth? Maybe He wants me to be lonely so that I never get emotionally involved with people, preventing the Freemasons from manipulating me by threatening the lives of those close to me... Maybe I was created as a lone wolf to destroy Freemasonry!!!

I believe that the Vatican is behind my loneliness, they made me this way in order to me to fulfill my mission on earth!

they even made me resistant to cats! I'm one of the few folks that are not manipulated by devious cats, I'm immune to their spell toward humans. I can see the devil within them ! ! !

I believe that Maggie Cheung was the perfect woman for me. Unfortunately, I was born too late to embrace her in my arms and drown in the spell of her bittersweet voice.

women are so tribalist, first day at uni every single girl in class joined together and formed a fucking tribe, they only interact with their own now, I felt like watching some animal planet documentary on practice.

actually, I feel bad for them. Since they created their own tribe, they are basically "forced" to do group presentations and work together. And of course, none of them are even remotely capable of coding—they are doomed to fail together.

mood

I regret all my relationships.

I know a guy who wants to K himself just because he got no GF, I can't help but find it utterly stupid. if only he knew... the traumas, the waste of time. if only he knew how awful it's to be thinking about someone worthless all day, instead of doing something really productive.

I know how awful it's to be lonely, but believe me, even after getting a gf, you will end up alone again, the difference will be the new traumas and sense of lost that will destroy you day after day. and you will have no option besides to engage in another awful relationship in order to forget the last one. It is an endless cycle of misery.

crosses on my body, oh yeah let's go 🗣🔊

Reki is responsible for giving me a cigarette addiction! I was so addicted to her that I wanted to feel her—to taste her. Her mouth was always filled with the taste of cigarettes, so in order to experience it myself, I started smoking.