guy who has a job he hates, no significant other, plentiful debt, never heard of a retirement fund, lives in a carcucked city, only hangs out with his digital waifu on the weekends, hasn’t spoken to family in years, has never left the country, and is scared to step foot in a gym

takes a special kind of religious belief to make 2 billion dollars and not share any of it

i feel like men don’t even comprehend any amount of assets over like 3 SOL & a 4TB external hard drive

going gym without a wearable fitness tracker feels so naked, why did i even workout? why do i feel realness is tethered to data on a screen? why do i keep saying “you too” when waiters say enjoy your meal? why hasn’t she texted me back? why:. why.,,. whyyyyzz…

Imagine the dents on this car

final frame driver POV before you get violently maimed on the sidewalk GTA style

alon: this -3000x was promised to me 3000 years ago

a short list of useful phrases that have been brought to me, by this app: -u should be ground to paste and served to livestock -seek canadian healthcare -immediate habitat enclosure is advised -u running unpatched brain firmware -crawl back into the feedback loop that birthed u

going hello kitty diddy mode tonight….. if anyone wants to join …

> be doun > post muay thai camp video > post bicep photo > post abs photo > hear about cryptofight nights next event > "anyone wanna box? it will be fuuuun" > ::crickets:: > "why doesnt anyone want to fight meee ?!! im just a girl lmaooo