

Backstage. Prepping for your next dream-
Wishing for my death or a World War. Either will do. Because FML or this world.


Backstage. Prepping for your next dream-


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I will most likely be dead.
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Boy_Standing_by_the_Crematory
This one. The cost of any war summarized in one picture.
Barista and waitresses at this cafe I am a regular at. Even a couple of chefs there. I have come to respect them and they like me, despite my many, many faults.


I couldn’t even complete one episode. It was so dumb.


Me too. I have no illusions about that.


Why were you in the closet though?? /s
Die. I have no hope left in pretty much anything. But I am also hoping to be surprised, I guess.
Currently, I am mostly using C++. That is because C++ is the standard language for scientific computing, which is the area I love working on.
Philosophizing. Programming and finally accomplish that very difficult task. Reading an unexpected revelation or an incredible quote in a book.
When I figured this stuff out, on my own, it was the greatest feeling in the world.


Dating is non-existent for me as I have BPD, which makes socializing really hard, in general.


OP, whatever you are on, don’t use it ever again. There is no reason to think that torturing and killing kids will solve global warming. In short, it is a useless hypothetical that adds nothing to the discussion about solving the problem. Meaning it useless, while you get to pretend that you are somehow smart. Newsflash: you are not.
It is going to suck, most likely. There might be a high probability of shortage of critical resources like water, food due to global warming. Also global warming might increase the likelihood of extreme natural events like floods, droughts, etc. So yeah, it is going to be pretty shit, imo.


No one needs to have my BPD genes.


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John Marston before RDR was a terrible person and he was trying run away from his past. He was, eventually, forced to confront his past, specifically to save his family. Of course, he was killed regardless. Despite wanting to redeem himself and living peacefully with his family, he met a violent end. Almost as if the world saying that there is no redemption for him. This story really made me appreciate stories in general and flawed protagonists like John Marston. Perhaps, the story taught me how pointless ‘regret’ is. John had very little control over his life and his death. He couldn’t change his past, nor control his future, which hurt me really deeply. But this is true for everyone of us. And I have learnt not to regret the past. “World might not forgive you for your past mistakes, but you still can forgive yourself.” is my goto mantra.
You cannot fool me. There are no purple carrots. /s