I don’t feel thankful for anything. I’m tired of life. I’m driving for 7 hours later to see my family hopefully an 18 wheeler catches me and flattens me like a pancake
I wouldn’t even drive 20 mins to see my family. I prefer to sit in a dimly lit room all night.
I avoid my family by living very far away. But some frens invited me for lunch, so, life ain't that bad either. Chin up, and dick out, Patriot.
Would they still be friends if you introduce them to poal where nigger is being uttered or is that a closed door? It’s why I accepted to have no one.
No one can ever know about this, fren...except the JIDF and the NSA, of course
Frens, not friends. Very different things.
You're supposed to bring it to them, not them to it. They'll find it when they're ready.
That is so sad. My brother talked like this for years before killing himself. Tell me, is there anything that would bring happiness to your life?
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