- Joined
- Dec 31, 2020
Good. I hope to never hear from her again.
I'm so disappointed in other humans right now.
Kayla and by extension other qweer/lgbt/"disabled"/"mentally ill" cows get what they want despite not doing a goddamn thing to earn them; attention, money, useless shit, etc. then they have the utter and incomprehensible gall to say "I'm actually oppressed and a victim and I could use MORE money/stuff", which people inexplicably give them.
Gimme my top hats, lads; I'm officially MATI. I don't know what I was expecting. It's so disheartening to see someone like Kayla whine, bitch, moan and sit on her fat arse and be handed what she wants without any implication that she deserves it.
No point getting worked up about it. Step back a bit and put things in perspective. Think about your life.
Is being gifted a free video game a couple times a year worth living her life? Imagine lying about injuries and faking emergencies to get needless consumerist junk. Deceiving your own friends and family. Demanding goodwill and charity from others in times where those who give endlessly struggle themselves. To view people as nothing but walking ATMs to enable your vices.
You'd feel like shit, right?
Imagine lying about being disabled or ill. Using the misery of others to cushion your safe and spoiled life. Manipulating people using the gruesome, ugly struggles and suffering of others. Stolen valor sob fests.
You couldn't do it, right?
Fuck dude, imagine not being able to just have the money to buy your own video games. Like you're a little kid all over again. That scares the shit out of me, to be stuck there again, reliant on others completely
I know shit gets tough financially for most people throughout life, but fuck, even imagine being 25 with no real work history. Nothing you can put on a serious resume. No references. No car, no driving. No savings. No certificates. Having done near fucking nothing since turning 18 and you can't even say you took that time to get your mental health in order, or cared for a sick family member, or cultivated a skill, or got healthy, or did odd jobs traveling, or did weird shit that people do and have fun and make memories. Doing literally anything else at all but exist and consume.
Twenty five years, multiple roommates, and you can't afford afford god damn Pokemon game knowing all year when the release date was.
Sit in the Ebeggar thread and tell me you want any of those lives. Tell a genie you'd switch lives with Lou Gagliardi. Tell me with a straight face you are envious of Kevin Gibes and the eternally ebegging Tranch orbitors. Any of the Rat Kings.
Observe how these people are so pissed all the time. They're so angry. They blame everyone else for everything and want it all. All the time. That the world is personally out to get them and only them. They can't reflect. They're so unhappy. They get the money and gifts and praise and pity and it's never enough, they want more and more and more.
They don't create or earn anything, but live for short-term dopamine rushes and don't understand why they diagnose themselves with 9 gorillion mental health disorders.
I don't envy these greedy self-centered retards.
I tilt my head to the sky and laugh, at them.