9 out of 10 guys would recommend sleeping with me. the only reason the 10th guy wouldn't is because he probably can't remember my name

You can ride my dick as long as you want because I won't get hard
= Self quote lmao

No Wonder

A sad political world where the system is so embedded and so complex that no one understand what's going on.

A new political system. Animals. We're like animals; political animals. Military soliders like ants.
Another species working and blinded.

No social division, no communism, each man must work for himself. Like ants. Ants that carry guns.

lost eyes

What really worries and concerns me the most is that you don't know if you're wasting your life or not. Am I really doing the right thing? Making the best decision for myself, for my happiness for my life? Am I going to regret this? Am I going to waste my youth and life on regrets? 

It's scary. I'm scared. I'm wandering around just curious and terrified and I just want to know if what I'm doing is right. I miss this. I miss writing.