I don’t know my place in the world nor what to live for, and that’s not an abnormality but a feature when you consider the circumstances of my birth. My dysgenic as fuck inbred dad was NEVER fit to reproduce, yet his stupid ass did so anyway, seeing it as a rite of passage. He spawned larvae not once but TWICE, and takes ZERO accountability for it.
The other day, my sister (on the phone), while soyraging over AI taking jobs, told my dad that he made a mistake in having her. The retarded fuck started loudly laughing before making an unfunny, smug joke about “SAAR I WRITE THE HELLO WORLD BUT YOU HAVE TO WRITE THE PROGRAM SAAR!! EET EES YOUR FAULT NOT MY FAULT SAAR!!”
I could tell it was directed toward me more than her, cause he was looking at me while he said it, and we had an argument fairly recently where I told him to his face that he’s a selfish piece of shit for reproducing as an ugly, inbred social reject.
I’m telling you, man, he should feel LUCKY that the law is protecting his bumbling, repulsive, manboobed jeet ass. To stay on feds’ good side, I cannot delineate what I would do to him if no such protections were in place.
My own personal circumstances aside, what makes it all worse is the fact that my “life” is happening against the backdrop that is clown world. This fucking shithole of an Earth just gets worse and worse, with just about everything rapidly degrading before our very eyes.
Even “small” things like that Ashnikko shit make me fucking furious, because it represents how even the escapism and copes that were once afforded to ugly men are being invaded by the same subhumans that make/made our real lives hell.
I’m growing increasingly pessimistic (as if I wasn’t enough already), and I really wish this world and species would just cease to exist. I know I say this all the time, but I truly mean it – if I had a gun, I’d be dead by now
