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I hate people who believe in luck
12 years ago
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A bit of a rant journal. So to speak one of my opinions again. Hey, you get to know me better, there's a positive.
Otherwise, a bit about me today. How, really, spending my whole life being bullied by my own family, one had been a sociopath since 8 years old and kept me up robbing stores for 5 years from 2 am in the morning:
'Brad, stay the fuck wake now or I'll beat the fucking shit out of you'
Heh, fucking hell. Violence. Just another thing of some of this race's disgusting fucking attributes. Your ego, your god complex. It's been like this since the beginning. I mean, that's all I've realized. This whole entire 5 billion or so people are actually inherently selfish, stubborn and all omnipotent. Ahahaha.
Really, family to me is supposed to be such a powerful thing. The only thing you're meant to think of when in need, when you need support, a hug, anything. Family is always meant to be there for you.
Otherwise, I grew up like that. Crawling my ass out of the dirt since 12, sticking my fingers down my throat to avoid school because of fear, over and over again, of a boy two years older than me. Yep, evil little children actually exist. Get used to it. We're all different right?
More the reason why I don't actually give a fuck if my whole family just died right now or all my best friends. You've gotta get used to losses and hate really.
It's just, incredible. When you've been like a tool for people since the beginning. The whole idea of human ties kinda dies. Yeah this thing called empathy, it actually dies in your brain. Eventually you grow to such a state, all you wanna do is push the next fucker who pisses you off the stairs and sayonara bro, be better next life why don't you?
Atleast I don't believe in hell. I don't actually believe in luck or fatalism. The whole materialistic act since the beginning kinda just had me laughing. This money thing. This thing your race worships and I find so hilarious.
But it's not so much the money. No, it's how fucking vulnerably desperate you are to prove yourselves to someone else, wether you hate or love them, want to kill them. You just want to prove deep down you're vehemently lovable. You're ok. You'll kill for it. Die for it.
Otherwise, don't mind me. I haven't really spent my life being 'alive' so to speak. I never slept as a child for 5 years and a rather violent divorce might've just switched off the gene of how sweet and sensitive I really did used to be.
The world is a cold place, let's get it enough. It's not ok. Someone is fucking responsible for the belief systems of this shit over and over. Seriously if you still walk out your door and think it's ok to be alive. I salute you, mr mega super ultra giga fucking retard.
No bro, where the fuck is the sensitivity, the compassion. We fear walking out our doors and being who we really are alest someone slit our throats and make food out of us. Gosh I don't know.
It's just, this world. Ahahaha. Oh gosh. I wish I could actually love it still, because I'm kinda just that character somewhere. I really do think some people are actually born more pathetic and less than other human beings anyway. Some people are literally born less honest and what not. It proves it with the fact my older brother was bullied the same way I was treated; all I came out was far more stronger and superior than him.
Yes I'm vain. Fuck it. You're unique aren't you? I mean, who the hell in this world always finds certain shit funny? The guy going down the street grabbing a guy's iphone and then biking off on it, as he yells at him, he just drops it on the floor? Just senseless.
No, my issue is, yes I fucking care too much and it's why I appear so insensitive. That's not the point.
The idea is again, I've not really lived so to speak. Everyone has their story. Everyone should listen to that story before rolling off saying just much they really 'think' they know that person. Because even evil came from somewhere. You were once a little sweet baby rolling around in your cot, before we come to this world for needless pain and suffering.
My story was from 8 years old just people constantly forcing me to steal and rob for them, or else. Violence was always the answer for my 2 years older brother. Yeah, 10 and 8. Hilarious right? No, not all kids are sweet, but yeah, there are reasons why. I think?
Otherwise, it's the idea in this world, the materialistic can't even think of how someone else feels, the rich are just idealistic really. So sweet until you knock them on their ass and they just turn to a corner on you. I've seen people say such insensitive shit, like how disabled people should get a job. Ahaha. Yeah, oh my gosh. Just, where the fuck do you get the idea you can SPEAK on OTHER PEOPLE? Otherwise, pain breeds compassion and it's all too true a fact. All these people who you think have it all? Take it from Stompy. They're sad as fuck deep down at how they can't look beneath the surface areas of their ego. How lovable and cherishable they are.
It's true. I've seen it time and time again and you do need a belief system in this world. Yeah I admit, you still need one where you listen to yourself and no one else.
At the end of the day, I would say only God exists really. People are facades and if they're not, they're locked in their forlorn fantasies of what they think the world is and you can't do jack about it. Fuck friends?
The idea is, I kinda wish, we were a little humble, but then, we can't. Because we're so damn unique and awesome on the other hand; yet, it varies to degrees of idealism or psychopathy and then you have those people like me who've woken up finally. Rise and shine. Nothing really is real.
I would say I'm a free thinker and non conformist. Alot of people, meh, would make assumptions based off their precious ego.
But really, let's get to the point. I don't believe in luck. When it threw it down a few days ago in Britain. It made sense. It just struck me like a lightning flash among the clashing clouds above.
You think it's karma, you think it's anything. I think it's shit. I think honestly you just have to learn to dance in the fucking rain. Seriously. We live on a planet of extremely opinionated people, yet it's ok to be opinionated I think. I think, we have the freedom to think and speak it, don't we?
Otherwise, to all the people in their big rich manors and shit. Fuck you really, because I actually don't hate you. I don't care. I think you're so sad still hugging your covers at the world you choose to think is scary outside of you. I love actually how you hate me and call me this and that, thinking you're so high in the clouds. I mean all you can grow is to idealize what the world should be like; I'mma like, fuck you. Srsly. No one is gonna listen.
They say karma and then I say no regrets. Because something just MADE ME DO IT. I just think, yes, by gosh, something is just pulling the strings here and sending me off on another mad'un over and over. But then it's why we run away and then, geez it's just. I think we really need a spiritual life like, yoga or meditation or something? Because stuffing your face full of food and taking everyone like your superior. I mean geez... you're pathetic.
Otherwise, just another opinionated view, as you would have, of the world around me. Fuck it all, because seriously, if you stop wishing. You fall in love with everything dark and evil, good and light.
Peace.
Otherwise, a bit about me today. How, really, spending my whole life being bullied by my own family, one had been a sociopath since 8 years old and kept me up robbing stores for 5 years from 2 am in the morning:
'Brad, stay the fuck wake now or I'll beat the fucking shit out of you'
Heh, fucking hell. Violence. Just another thing of some of this race's disgusting fucking attributes. Your ego, your god complex. It's been like this since the beginning. I mean, that's all I've realized. This whole entire 5 billion or so people are actually inherently selfish, stubborn and all omnipotent. Ahahaha.
Really, family to me is supposed to be such a powerful thing. The only thing you're meant to think of when in need, when you need support, a hug, anything. Family is always meant to be there for you.
Otherwise, I grew up like that. Crawling my ass out of the dirt since 12, sticking my fingers down my throat to avoid school because of fear, over and over again, of a boy two years older than me. Yep, evil little children actually exist. Get used to it. We're all different right?
More the reason why I don't actually give a fuck if my whole family just died right now or all my best friends. You've gotta get used to losses and hate really.
It's just, incredible. When you've been like a tool for people since the beginning. The whole idea of human ties kinda dies. Yeah this thing called empathy, it actually dies in your brain. Eventually you grow to such a state, all you wanna do is push the next fucker who pisses you off the stairs and sayonara bro, be better next life why don't you?
Atleast I don't believe in hell. I don't actually believe in luck or fatalism. The whole materialistic act since the beginning kinda just had me laughing. This money thing. This thing your race worships and I find so hilarious.
But it's not so much the money. No, it's how fucking vulnerably desperate you are to prove yourselves to someone else, wether you hate or love them, want to kill them. You just want to prove deep down you're vehemently lovable. You're ok. You'll kill for it. Die for it.
Otherwise, don't mind me. I haven't really spent my life being 'alive' so to speak. I never slept as a child for 5 years and a rather violent divorce might've just switched off the gene of how sweet and sensitive I really did used to be.
The world is a cold place, let's get it enough. It's not ok. Someone is fucking responsible for the belief systems of this shit over and over. Seriously if you still walk out your door and think it's ok to be alive. I salute you, mr mega super ultra giga fucking retard.
No bro, where the fuck is the sensitivity, the compassion. We fear walking out our doors and being who we really are alest someone slit our throats and make food out of us. Gosh I don't know.
It's just, this world. Ahahaha. Oh gosh. I wish I could actually love it still, because I'm kinda just that character somewhere. I really do think some people are actually born more pathetic and less than other human beings anyway. Some people are literally born less honest and what not. It proves it with the fact my older brother was bullied the same way I was treated; all I came out was far more stronger and superior than him.
Yes I'm vain. Fuck it. You're unique aren't you? I mean, who the hell in this world always finds certain shit funny? The guy going down the street grabbing a guy's iphone and then biking off on it, as he yells at him, he just drops it on the floor? Just senseless.
No, my issue is, yes I fucking care too much and it's why I appear so insensitive. That's not the point.
The idea is again, I've not really lived so to speak. Everyone has their story. Everyone should listen to that story before rolling off saying just much they really 'think' they know that person. Because even evil came from somewhere. You were once a little sweet baby rolling around in your cot, before we come to this world for needless pain and suffering.
My story was from 8 years old just people constantly forcing me to steal and rob for them, or else. Violence was always the answer for my 2 years older brother. Yeah, 10 and 8. Hilarious right? No, not all kids are sweet, but yeah, there are reasons why. I think?
Otherwise, it's the idea in this world, the materialistic can't even think of how someone else feels, the rich are just idealistic really. So sweet until you knock them on their ass and they just turn to a corner on you. I've seen people say such insensitive shit, like how disabled people should get a job. Ahaha. Yeah, oh my gosh. Just, where the fuck do you get the idea you can SPEAK on OTHER PEOPLE? Otherwise, pain breeds compassion and it's all too true a fact. All these people who you think have it all? Take it from Stompy. They're sad as fuck deep down at how they can't look beneath the surface areas of their ego. How lovable and cherishable they are.
It's true. I've seen it time and time again and you do need a belief system in this world. Yeah I admit, you still need one where you listen to yourself and no one else.
At the end of the day, I would say only God exists really. People are facades and if they're not, they're locked in their forlorn fantasies of what they think the world is and you can't do jack about it. Fuck friends?
The idea is, I kinda wish, we were a little humble, but then, we can't. Because we're so damn unique and awesome on the other hand; yet, it varies to degrees of idealism or psychopathy and then you have those people like me who've woken up finally. Rise and shine. Nothing really is real.
I would say I'm a free thinker and non conformist. Alot of people, meh, would make assumptions based off their precious ego.
But really, let's get to the point. I don't believe in luck. When it threw it down a few days ago in Britain. It made sense. It just struck me like a lightning flash among the clashing clouds above.
You think it's karma, you think it's anything. I think it's shit. I think honestly you just have to learn to dance in the fucking rain. Seriously. We live on a planet of extremely opinionated people, yet it's ok to be opinionated I think. I think, we have the freedom to think and speak it, don't we?
Otherwise, to all the people in their big rich manors and shit. Fuck you really, because I actually don't hate you. I don't care. I think you're so sad still hugging your covers at the world you choose to think is scary outside of you. I love actually how you hate me and call me this and that, thinking you're so high in the clouds. I mean all you can grow is to idealize what the world should be like; I'mma like, fuck you. Srsly. No one is gonna listen.
They say karma and then I say no regrets. Because something just MADE ME DO IT. I just think, yes, by gosh, something is just pulling the strings here and sending me off on another mad'un over and over. But then it's why we run away and then, geez it's just. I think we really need a spiritual life like, yoga or meditation or something? Because stuffing your face full of food and taking everyone like your superior. I mean geez... you're pathetic.
Otherwise, just another opinionated view, as you would have, of the world around me. Fuck it all, because seriously, if you stop wishing. You fall in love with everything dark and evil, good and light.
Peace.
