
disillusioned
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I have them to blame for my subhumanity. My mother is a dogshit genetic piece of garbage who should've never existed and I have almost nothing good to say about her (well maybe a few things, but 90% is negative). My father is likewise an utter retard and an asshole who basically just lucked his way into where he's now (his father/my grandfather founded a successful business that he inherited, but even that he's managed to fuck up and it might not survive into the future).
Ever since becoming blackpilled it's like everything they do irritates me 10 times more than it used to. All the small acts of stupid, all the retarded shit that comes out of their mouth... it's like being stung over and over by a small insect. The individual bites don't matter, but the damage piles up. It's even worse when I'm exposed to other more superior families where I get to see first hand how they giga-mog my subhuman parents (not just in looks mind you, but in everything e.g. they actually make good food, speak intelligently, have some semblance of charisma, have likable friends, etc.). It serves as a horrible reminder of what my live could've looked like if I WASN'T the fucked offspring of a pair of subhuman disgusting pieces of human trash that never should've existed in a fair and reasonable world and whose subhumanity serves as a daily reminder that there is no god
Heaven doesn't exist, but there is such a thing as hell, because I'm living it every day.
Ever since becoming blackpilled it's like everything they do irritates me 10 times more than it used to. All the small acts of stupid, all the retarded shit that comes out of their mouth... it's like being stung over and over by a small insect. The individual bites don't matter, but the damage piles up. It's even worse when I'm exposed to other more superior families where I get to see first hand how they giga-mog my subhuman parents (not just in looks mind you, but in everything e.g. they actually make good food, speak intelligently, have some semblance of charisma, have likable friends, etc.). It serves as a horrible reminder of what my live could've looked like if I WASN'T the fucked offspring of a pair of subhuman disgusting pieces of human trash that never should've existed in a fair and reasonable world and whose subhumanity serves as a daily reminder that there is no god
Heaven doesn't exist, but there is such a thing as hell, because I'm living it every day.