OneCopDayKepRopAway
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People like to think life has meaning—that there’s some grand design behind everything. But the truth is far less poetic. Life is chaotic, unpredictable, and indifferent. Meaning isn’t something we find; it’s something we fabricate to make chaos bearable. Our minds are wired to create order, to tell stories, to believe there’s purpose—because without that illusion, we’d freeze in the face of randomness.
In the vast sea of thought and meaningless action, the human being evolves—not because life has meaning, but precisely because it doesn’t. You continue, you adapt, you struggle forward—and in doing so, you unintentionally prove the absurd: that existence needs no purpose to persist. Life continues not with meaning, but with momentum. And perhaps that’s the cruelest wisdom: we endure, not because we can, but because we must.
Life isn’t fair—and it never claimed to be. Some are born into light they don’t even notice, mistaking their blessings for the default. Others carry invisible burdens, cursed with struggles no effort can fix. And the cruelest part? There’s no reason behind it. No justice. No balance. Just chance. muhh I will hardmaxx and ascend to chadhood, I m sorry to break this down for you but...
Even if you claw your way to the top, even if you fake the smile, wear the suit, get the applause you’re still the same broken dog underneath. Once abused, always branded. You don’t heal, you just get better at hiding the limp. Your brain’s fried beyond repair burned by years of bullying, rejection, and the rot of your own thoughts. You can’t unfuck what’s been rewired. The self-hate becomes instinct. And no matter how far you go, how much you build, how hard you fight, there’s always that voice—nigger, old nigger of yourself, familiar yet unfamiliar—telling you you’re not enough. Because deep down, you already accepted that truth. You’re just pretending otherwise. no surgery will fix your brain.
I don’t want to disappoint you, but that’s just how life is. You’ll accept it because, frankly, you don’t have a choice—either that, or you end it all. And no, I’m not recommending suicide, because believe it or not, life still throws you big ass pleasures like shawarma, of all things. Niggas it is over, wait?
WAIT???? WAITT?????? WHAT THE FUCK IS OVER? WHEN NOTHING EVER FUCKING BEGUN?
IT has never begun...
Self-improvement is just a meaningless distraction, a way to convince yourself that changing matters when deep down everything stays broken and you’re still trapped in the same cycle. How to break out?
Kill your old self. End it all. Be reborn, Be a new existence. Go do mma, Go do something productive, Go fucking run, train like a hell, study like a hell, make fucking money.
MUHHH SAAAR IT IS OVER. YES IT IS FUCKING OVER FOR YOU FUCKING NIGGER. Once You feel yourself that thought it is of course fucking over for you saar.
Be a man, Sub-5, ltn, mtn, htn, cl or chad be a man, just clearing throat (CL and Chads were included for some motivation, yall are excused from this).
You are useless nigga, ugly one too so yeah go do something with life, you only live once, buy that shitty BMW, buy that shitty RTX but that shitty ryzen, go buy that shitty perfume, go get that shitty surgery lmfao. GO FUCKING MAKE MONEY SAAR.
cya guys, I m done with this shit, I can not tolerate any nigga who is even ltn and complains about his looks, self pity and complaining is excuses that will only drag you in shithole.
Keep miring my guys, never give up, because life is marathon not a sprint (for most).
@fr0st I m tagging you nigga because you are only guy I know here @superpsycho you too do not you fucking dare say "mogs me" or I m gonna touch you
In the vast sea of thought and meaningless action, the human being evolves—not because life has meaning, but precisely because it doesn’t. You continue, you adapt, you struggle forward—and in doing so, you unintentionally prove the absurd: that existence needs no purpose to persist. Life continues not with meaning, but with momentum. And perhaps that’s the cruelest wisdom: we endure, not because we can, but because we must.
Life isn’t fair—and it never claimed to be. Some are born into light they don’t even notice, mistaking their blessings for the default. Others carry invisible burdens, cursed with struggles no effort can fix. And the cruelest part? There’s no reason behind it. No justice. No balance. Just chance. muhh I will hardmaxx and ascend to chadhood, I m sorry to break this down for you but...
Even if you claw your way to the top, even if you fake the smile, wear the suit, get the applause you’re still the same broken dog underneath. Once abused, always branded. You don’t heal, you just get better at hiding the limp. Your brain’s fried beyond repair burned by years of bullying, rejection, and the rot of your own thoughts. You can’t unfuck what’s been rewired. The self-hate becomes instinct. And no matter how far you go, how much you build, how hard you fight, there’s always that voice—nigger, old nigger of yourself, familiar yet unfamiliar—telling you you’re not enough. Because deep down, you already accepted that truth. You’re just pretending otherwise. no surgery will fix your brain.
I don’t want to disappoint you, but that’s just how life is. You’ll accept it because, frankly, you don’t have a choice—either that, or you end it all. And no, I’m not recommending suicide, because believe it or not, life still throws you big ass pleasures like shawarma, of all things. Niggas it is over, wait?
WAIT???? WAITT?????? WHAT THE FUCK IS OVER? WHEN NOTHING EVER FUCKING BEGUN?
IT has never begun...
Self-improvement is just a meaningless distraction, a way to convince yourself that changing matters when deep down everything stays broken and you’re still trapped in the same cycle. How to break out?
Kill your old self. End it all. Be reborn, Be a new existence. Go do mma, Go do something productive, Go fucking run, train like a hell, study like a hell, make fucking money.
MUHHH SAAAR IT IS OVER. YES IT IS FUCKING OVER FOR YOU FUCKING NIGGER. Once You feel yourself that thought it is of course fucking over for you saar.
Be a man, Sub-5, ltn, mtn, htn, cl or chad be a man, just clearing throat (CL and Chads were included for some motivation, yall are excused from this).
You are useless nigga, ugly one too so yeah go do something with life, you only live once, buy that shitty BMW, buy that shitty RTX but that shitty ryzen, go buy that shitty perfume, go get that shitty surgery lmfao. GO FUCKING MAKE MONEY SAAR.
cya guys, I m done with this shit, I can not tolerate any nigga who is even ltn and complains about his looks, self pity and complaining is excuses that will only drag you in shithole.
Keep miring my guys, never give up, because life is marathon not a sprint (for most).
@fr0st I m tagging you nigga because you are only guy I know here
@superpsycho you too do not you fucking dare say "mogs me" or I m gonna touch you 
