Sometimes I feel like a chud and I’m a chud if I were a man I would be an overweight man with a bunch of anime figures. I’m broke as fuck. I look like shit. I don’t keep up with my prayers. Considering relapsing. I’m dopamine starved. I couldn’t answer a question I knew the answer to. Got made fun for sleeping. I can’t play my favorite game without being stressed out because if they probably were real they would bully me. Lunch tasted like sadness and that odd smell in the fridge (yes leftovers because no way in hell am I wasting perfectly edible food). My crush’s aren’t real people and if they were I probably wouldn’t even dare to look them in the face and to add insult to injury one of them is a fucking oc in the creator quit and the only thing I have left is the drawings I managed to save meaning that there won’t be any new content for him. And I got told I need Botox (I’m not even in my late twenties). But that’s ok, atleast I’m not a divorced 40 year old man that no one likes with a Reddit obsession :)
