Bewusst
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I just came home from a huge walk through Berlin-Hellersdorf and the nice Wiesenpark. It‘s midnight here now and I haven’t really been outside in months, except from groceries, a few appointments and such.
Walking through the park in the semi-dark (full moon), I came across several groups of happy adolescents who were having a good time, hang out, laughed, played old tracks etc. and also the residential buildings of the richer folks, where the families would sit outside on their terraces and enjoy themselves next to their super-comfy homes with fully automatic irrigation systems and magnificent view towards the park. No annoying loser cunts there, as in my place.
Meanwhile, my pathetic self lives in shit apartments with amphetamine-addicted antisocial ADHD-affected social welfare recipients who use the already Mumbai-slum tier sound insulation as an amplifier for their WW3 tank subwoofers to full-time-terrorize me out of boredom and utter Untermenschlichkeit.
And, of course, I‘m also the textbook definition of a social outcast; inferior on almost every level of my existence. The truth is, the latter doesn’t bother me anymore since I’ve had many years to grow used to it and became quite anhedonic in general but just being reminded of how „normal“ people of my age and slightly younger are supposed to live vs how I do/did was kind of a blackpill refresh, since I haven‘t been around normies for quite a while to observe the tremendous differences between their and my life. And then I remember that my life once appeared to have the same potential, i.e. I was in a much better place in terms of social relationships, life quality, comfort and mental well-being than I am now. My life went backwards big time instead of forwards since I was about 17 yo.
Hope you enjoyed my Native-tier thread. Waiting for the funny memes now as my daily dose of looksmax entertainment.
Walking through the park in the semi-dark (full moon), I came across several groups of happy adolescents who were having a good time, hang out, laughed, played old tracks etc. and also the residential buildings of the richer folks, where the families would sit outside on their terraces and enjoy themselves next to their super-comfy homes with fully automatic irrigation systems and magnificent view towards the park. No annoying loser cunts there, as in my place.
Meanwhile, my pathetic self lives in shit apartments with amphetamine-addicted antisocial ADHD-affected social welfare recipients who use the already Mumbai-slum tier sound insulation as an amplifier for their WW3 tank subwoofers to full-time-terrorize me out of boredom and utter Untermenschlichkeit.
And, of course, I‘m also the textbook definition of a social outcast; inferior on almost every level of my existence. The truth is, the latter doesn’t bother me anymore since I’ve had many years to grow used to it and became quite anhedonic in general but just being reminded of how „normal“ people of my age and slightly younger are supposed to live vs how I do/did was kind of a blackpill refresh, since I haven‘t been around normies for quite a while to observe the tremendous differences between their and my life. And then I remember that my life once appeared to have the same potential, i.e. I was in a much better place in terms of social relationships, life quality, comfort and mental well-being than I am now. My life went backwards big time instead of forwards since I was about 17 yo.
Hope you enjoyed my Native-tier thread. Waiting for the funny memes now as my daily dose of looksmax entertainment.
