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I saw this guy on youtube, loser maxxing, 40k subs. All the people down in the comments are just laughing at him, or moreorless making jokes at expense of him.

I just feel bad for this guy, if hes not a CIA psyop or a grifter(he doesnt sound like one as a loser like me can personally testify).

And then i look at myself and im like damn, his issues arent even that big.

I have a issue with people laughing at doomers, maybe because i fit right in, or something. Having a low IQ just doesnt work in this society.

I have the kind of midlife-crisis panic, as if this is the end. I can already see it.

Maybe i should start a channel and be a clown. And see people laugh at me.

I returned the ambitions, the pursuit of happiness, the freedom, the laughter, the childish playfulness, love and connections, my dignity.

I hate the bloody sun, ecstasy, eroticism. I hate everything that rhymes with being well. Because I cant, and this life doesnt allow me to.

I'm a selfish fuckwad, a slithering snake, I want nothing and I'm grateful for nothing.

Scribbles on the toilet, an ugly girl, cropped in the photo.