Why even bother? you don't really get it. I have zero illusions about life. There exists nothing that can carry me through from one day to the next, certainly not fucking social interaction. It's not that i can't work hard, it's that i don't want to. Fuck that, it's not even that, i can't, i jsut can't live a lie and pretend i give a fuck about anything other than turning reality into a living hell for everyone else around me. All this fucking pigs. I wish i was born as one of this rich illuminati fucks, some tall handsome white boi with a big dick and lots of money and a high iq so i could get away with shit. I would do so much fucking damage. They have all the fun.