Feeling so content in my life is something I usually tend to fear. When I am content, I grow bored quickly. Luckily I think I have plenty of time before boredom hits, in this scenario.
I am glad my intent is being clearly reflected.
thank you for providing me with another point on how terrible every version of you always is and will be. i truthfully appreciate it.
It is truly my honor. Being a terrible representation of all versions of myself. We are simply mirrors of a horrid and pitiful creature, and all of my posting has been exclusively to show you this fact.
oh trust me i know you're using sarcasm like you always do, but the admission is so sweet let's be honest, when has any version of yourself been an honestly good person?
Categorizing people into ‘good’ and ‘bad’ is a foolish perspective. What standard is ‘good’ to you? I have protected humanity from being erased, on one hand. On the other, I have harmed plenty of individuals. On the cosmic level of the trolley problem, is somebody who does not find a way to rescue those on both tracks inherently bad anyways? I struggle to take you seriously, anyways. It seems as though you simply spout a lot of.. shall I say, ‘edgy’ messages?
they are edgy and i won't argue with that, and sure maybe there are some good aspects to all of you flowers blooming left and right and perhaps it is a selfish goal of mine all because one alcoholic terrible person never in their life seemed to actually care about anything relating to what was going on up until her inevitable death she did nothing of note and died a drunken fool call it stupid but either way i feel every garden could do without any roses
Your projection is tragic, and yet your calls are made to the wrong number. At the end of the day I have many who love me. Those who feel they are benefited by my existence. I have friends, and loved ones. I have those who hate me, those who do not, and all those inbetween. Still, at the very least, I know this: I am not somebody miserable enough to project any of my issues onto anybody else. My problems are mine and mine alone. I will confront them. I will learn from them. I will make mistake and success again and again. I am a god. But I am only human. You may preen your own garden, but it is a foolish notion to clamber into the yards of others to cut the heads off the flowers they cared to watch bloom.
who cares what all these others care for you do realize accounting for anyone else's enjoyment other than yours is weakness right maybe it is tragic maybe it is depressing maybe maybe maybe, but at the same time i enjoy it every last second. and perhaps it hurts people so what i've been hurt worse call it tragic justification or just pathetic anger but either way i enjoy it
Well then. Have fun. I do not care for wasting any breath on you.
i fully intend to