PlayersGetPlayed
Kraken
- Joined
- Aug 28, 2024
- Posts
- 3,143
- Reputation
- 5,675
Religion tells us that there is Hell and Heaven. Somewhere beyond, in a different realm. But I believe that these may very well be found on earth.
Heaven is when you wake up, and see the faces of who you love. The morning coffee made by a woman who holds you dearly. Taking your kids to school, hugging them whenever they feel bad. Knowing that you and the love of your life brought these angels to earth.
Heaven is no resentment in your heart. Your ugly neighbor belittles you, but you feel sorry for him, because he's not in Heaven like you are. Heaven is getting your cup filled, then some more. It is all too good for you, you don't deserve this.
Heaven is going through all that struggle, a hard-working man just doing his job, then coming home to find your smoking hot wife ready to give you exactly what you deserve. Heaven is a state of mind, a different reality from mine. Heaven is a blessing in the form of a woman, a child, a house that you can live in, food, Heaven is all of this and some more.
Then there's Hell.
Want to know what Hell is? Hell is waking up in the morning, dehydrated, the usual headache warning you of that. Then, a couple of seconds of bliss. But it surely shakes off, once you remember that you were born an autistic, lonely truecel who was destined to rot.
Hell is going to school, or to the office, knowing nobody respects you. In fact, in Hell people actively belittle you. You don't feel pity for them, because you know they have every right to ridicule you. Because that's really what you deserve.
Hell is holding resentment against each and every person who has done something against you. Over the years, that resentment will grow until nobody likes you. Being stuck in Hell is like being stuck in a place where you didn't ask to go, but you drove the car. You deserve this place, and to rot in it forever and ever.
Hell is then going to bed, knowing everybody thinks you're a normie. Remembering the times girls you thought liked you, would look at actual chads, and have this gaze in their eyes that isn't close to what you received. Hell is feeling the pain of knowing that even if you did get to be with them, you wouldn't care about anything other than their looks. Because that's how miserable of a person you are. You deserve this.
Heaven is when you wake up, and see the faces of who you love. The morning coffee made by a woman who holds you dearly. Taking your kids to school, hugging them whenever they feel bad. Knowing that you and the love of your life brought these angels to earth.
Heaven is no resentment in your heart. Your ugly neighbor belittles you, but you feel sorry for him, because he's not in Heaven like you are. Heaven is getting your cup filled, then some more. It is all too good for you, you don't deserve this.
Heaven is going through all that struggle, a hard-working man just doing his job, then coming home to find your smoking hot wife ready to give you exactly what you deserve. Heaven is a state of mind, a different reality from mine. Heaven is a blessing in the form of a woman, a child, a house that you can live in, food, Heaven is all of this and some more.
Then there's Hell.
Want to know what Hell is? Hell is waking up in the morning, dehydrated, the usual headache warning you of that. Then, a couple of seconds of bliss. But it surely shakes off, once you remember that you were born an autistic, lonely truecel who was destined to rot.
Hell is going to school, or to the office, knowing nobody respects you. In fact, in Hell people actively belittle you. You don't feel pity for them, because you know they have every right to ridicule you. Because that's really what you deserve.
Hell is holding resentment against each and every person who has done something against you. Over the years, that resentment will grow until nobody likes you. Being stuck in Hell is like being stuck in a place where you didn't ask to go, but you drove the car. You deserve this place, and to rot in it forever and ever.
Hell is then going to bed, knowing everybody thinks you're a normie. Remembering the times girls you thought liked you, would look at actual chads, and have this gaze in their eyes that isn't close to what you received. Hell is feeling the pain of knowing that even if you did get to be with them, you wouldn't care about anything other than their looks. Because that's how miserable of a person you are. You deserve this.
