YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

All the fedi partnerships and relationships that could have been but never were because of my own incompetence, and my own fear.

https://youtu.be/362JArvhAqg?si=HhfUyruv_iAQOdYF
My depression and anxiety is active so I'm feeling feelings I don't want to feel

I hope one day all the haters cry themselves to sleep because I got autistic pussy and bussy like regular

I want to be so bigoted against girls but I know I shouldn't. I want to say "women don't get it, there's something wrong with them", because it's what I think, but that's wrong too. I feel guilty for looking down on women, I'm sure there are nice women, but I haven't met many. I've met plenty of nice guys, cute femboys who weren't prude or pretentious, who were happy to snuggle and share love. I'm sure it's me, other guys don't seem to have this problem, even though there's incels. I'm sure I have a problem with women, and I'm blaming the women for my own feelings because I'm scared to be gay, so it's not that I prefer men, it's that women have something wrong with them, implying I'm only settling for men.

When a child is un-helped: It's child-helping time (gives them food, safety, and an education, all free from abuse)

I paused while slamming ass once and had the realization that the room now smelled like a festival outhouse, and I was willing to live with it.

I don't mind that buttsex smells like shit. At all. I'm not into it, but it's not enough to make me say no to the sex.

Redoing the last 10 years psychologically so I can be a superior person to the one I am now brb

I'm watching Bojack Horseman, I only saw the first couple seasons but I'm rewatching them because it's been years.

I always hated the "porn"-only rule on paheal, there was so much good cheesecake stuff that got deleted even though it was hot af or part of a set, so you have all these incomplete sets up.

I can't be the strongest one there is, or I'm doomed, my obstacles are stronger. I need someone stronger than me who carries the same torch. Their victory is my victory.

If someone would just explain how the world worked to me, nice and square, I think I would be fine. The problem is I don't have anybody like that. The closest thing I have are dead authors, nothing but echos. I feel alone, and I don't know what to do. I don't know what is bigger than the world, space is empty and distant, the world is the biggest thing I know, and it doesn't care about me. I could die and the world would not pay its respects. I can move, but not like I used to. My resources are dwindling. I'm grasping in the dark. Hoping only to find someone stronger, who believes what I believe. I haven't found one yet. Except the dead authors.