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a warning, the furry community, of my own experience.
2 years ago
Greeting from Srbija...
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i learn here simple thing, and people will hate what i say, but it is an observable truth, and you cannot deny the pains you truly feel, to seek your own heart.
this site is coping mechanism for many people deny reality.
a chronically online individual, in their head you can block the person, not like the words? do not hear them, cover your ears. in the world, people say fuck you, kill yourself, eat shit, even your own family. you cannot cover your ears, you cannot cower. the people here do both, and they covet against even those who tolerate their bullshit. many of these people find a safe life, no bars over windows, never shot a gun, and no brush to get caught on, a walk in the park they will deem their hardest hike, and they would die like flies in any other given circumstance.
i do not give a shit who i throw a chair at personally. Life sucks, and you will die sooner than you think. It is short that way.
in these days it is not fear that keeps me passed out, but dread. I saw video recently, https://youtube.com/watch/vxs08jbIQnI in the video a man steals a package and gets car stuck, man filming offers to help man who just robbed him, his wife cannot remember number for police either. This is not the future of generation, this is people now. the future, the internet cartoon children, on skibi tolet and cocomelon, these kids will be beyond saving.
today is a bad day to quit smoking, i wish i can still quit any time i want, but people make me quit quitting smoking. fuck.
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i take back everything i say about shines user in previous journal entry. she block me every time i try to get her to design album cover for my music. canadian of course, i try to figure out becuse she/he has family on profile. i do not know what trans woman or trans man is and i want explanation, keep in mind i am from srbija so i have no idea this american surgery concept i attempt to research. But two women, or two men, or the normal way or how it goes, have child who has baby and cannot afford hospital (i thought ontario is free healthcare?) and so how to pay the bills?
lets color in bases! what is base? a fucking coloring page, lets do coloring pages for money! somebody get the poor kids in africa fucking drawing tablets, we will double their GDP instantly by doing coloring pages for money! is it not a joke, yes? i am genuinely shocked there is an economy for this thing, to pay someone else to put a character into a position.
i take back all i say, not about your daughter, and she does not deserve you but rather someone who is responsible. but the shines motherfucker, a damn fool. go perform some manual labor, sick fuck, for the sake of your daughter. she should not suffer of your shitty career choice, how to put "furry" on a fucking resume, it is stupid as fuck! these are the people that get ruined for stupid reasons, and it is awful. i feel bad for the taughter, but not for the mother's shitty career, i want to help the daughter but just... it is so irresponsible and heartbreaking...
and the characters, yes! "OCs" is an original character, as in created by the creator instead of someone else. But what is character? personality, like in word definition? no, fuck you! it is an ungodly mess of horrors, shit colors and body parts put together and sold as an adopt, or, it is "fursona." as in, you do not identify with the wonderful body God has given you, but rather you must wear a hot, flammable, dangerous, smelly and dirty suit in a hotel or convention center complex meeting rooms for hours.
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i investigate the whole convention when i go. i am regret of this, why my mother ever fed me as a baby. it is hell i endure, a burden on my soul. it washes over my heart and crushes my lungs, like a dry sea, it is nothingness, but if it were nothing i would not feel it. rather a lack of purpose, i know that no matter how much work for God I can provide, it is futile, and that is prophecy. i will be destroyed, everything will be, and i might as well make the most of what i have been given.
the people here do not understand what is missing from life, and nobody does. why suffer? to live as long as I have? every day i grow more tired, there is more pain, less energy, even in my prime i am but a corpse dragging on, hanging by a thread on a needle between two pieces of straw, and i am lucky to still live, even if it does not feel so. the truth is you cannot prevent people from doing things, but you can try to stop them, and ignoring every problem will not grant you any satisfaction, no bliss from it at all. you need to be actionable, not a speaker, not a computer activist, but someone who does things. do not let yourself grow stupid, do not kill yourself before you have lived. find a wife, and women find a man, and make a good choice in such. if your spine goes out after you are young, you want someone to help you and love you, not abandon you.
to say it short, this is not purpose, but grout to fill the gap of emptiness in your soul. this website, these people, the hobby, is a coping mechanism, a concubine, and a distraction from what will bring you true happiness in life. seek the light from the source that creates it, and it will find you, you can soak in it like water. it is purpose, and you will have energy, and you may be satisfied enough to be put to rest.
take as advice from me, we can speak if you like, and if you seek closure maybe i am to assist.
but only time can tell.
--
i learn here simple thing, and people will hate what i say, but it is an observable truth, and you cannot deny the pains you truly feel, to seek your own heart.
this site is coping mechanism for many people deny reality.
a chronically online individual, in their head you can block the person, not like the words? do not hear them, cover your ears. in the world, people say fuck you, kill yourself, eat shit, even your own family. you cannot cover your ears, you cannot cower. the people here do both, and they covet against even those who tolerate their bullshit. many of these people find a safe life, no bars over windows, never shot a gun, and no brush to get caught on, a walk in the park they will deem their hardest hike, and they would die like flies in any other given circumstance.
i do not give a shit who i throw a chair at personally. Life sucks, and you will die sooner than you think. It is short that way.
in these days it is not fear that keeps me passed out, but dread. I saw video recently, https://youtube.com/watch/vxs08jbIQnI in the video a man steals a package and gets car stuck, man filming offers to help man who just robbed him, his wife cannot remember number for police either. This is not the future of generation, this is people now. the future, the internet cartoon children, on skibi tolet and cocomelon, these kids will be beyond saving.
today is a bad day to quit smoking, i wish i can still quit any time i want, but people make me quit quitting smoking. fuck.
--
i take back everything i say about shines user in previous journal entry. she block me every time i try to get her to design album cover for my music. canadian of course, i try to figure out becuse she/he has family on profile. i do not know what trans woman or trans man is and i want explanation, keep in mind i am from srbija so i have no idea this american surgery concept i attempt to research. But two women, or two men, or the normal way or how it goes, have child who has baby and cannot afford hospital (i thought ontario is free healthcare?) and so how to pay the bills?
lets color in bases! what is base? a fucking coloring page, lets do coloring pages for money! somebody get the poor kids in africa fucking drawing tablets, we will double their GDP instantly by doing coloring pages for money! is it not a joke, yes? i am genuinely shocked there is an economy for this thing, to pay someone else to put a character into a position.
i take back all i say, not about your daughter, and she does not deserve you but rather someone who is responsible. but the shines motherfucker, a damn fool. go perform some manual labor, sick fuck, for the sake of your daughter. she should not suffer of your shitty career choice, how to put "furry" on a fucking resume, it is stupid as fuck! these are the people that get ruined for stupid reasons, and it is awful. i feel bad for the taughter, but not for the mother's shitty career, i want to help the daughter but just... it is so irresponsible and heartbreaking...
and the characters, yes! "OCs" is an original character, as in created by the creator instead of someone else. But what is character? personality, like in word definition? no, fuck you! it is an ungodly mess of horrors, shit colors and body parts put together and sold as an adopt, or, it is "fursona." as in, you do not identify with the wonderful body God has given you, but rather you must wear a hot, flammable, dangerous, smelly and dirty suit in a hotel or convention center complex meeting rooms for hours.
--
i investigate the whole convention when i go. i am regret of this, why my mother ever fed me as a baby. it is hell i endure, a burden on my soul. it washes over my heart and crushes my lungs, like a dry sea, it is nothingness, but if it were nothing i would not feel it. rather a lack of purpose, i know that no matter how much work for God I can provide, it is futile, and that is prophecy. i will be destroyed, everything will be, and i might as well make the most of what i have been given.
the people here do not understand what is missing from life, and nobody does. why suffer? to live as long as I have? every day i grow more tired, there is more pain, less energy, even in my prime i am but a corpse dragging on, hanging by a thread on a needle between two pieces of straw, and i am lucky to still live, even if it does not feel so. the truth is you cannot prevent people from doing things, but you can try to stop them, and ignoring every problem will not grant you any satisfaction, no bliss from it at all. you need to be actionable, not a speaker, not a computer activist, but someone who does things. do not let yourself grow stupid, do not kill yourself before you have lived. find a wife, and women find a man, and make a good choice in such. if your spine goes out after you are young, you want someone to help you and love you, not abandon you.
to say it short, this is not purpose, but grout to fill the gap of emptiness in your soul. this website, these people, the hobby, is a coping mechanism, a concubine, and a distraction from what will bring you true happiness in life. seek the light from the source that creates it, and it will find you, you can soak in it like water. it is purpose, and you will have energy, and you may be satisfied enough to be put to rest.
take as advice from me, we can speak if you like, and if you seek closure maybe i am to assist.
but only time can tell.
