Nothing can change it.

I know.

Where is Eugene

!!!

@MentalSyntaxError That's Jewgene.

Eugene must come to defend his honor

He doesn't need to defend against me. He doesn't give a shit about anything I say. Nobody does.

*Cue standard rebuttal about my lack of hobbies, my mental illness, my account names, etc.*

Mental illness?

What do you mean?

Hell, I shitposted him on Gab.ai so hard that he tried to tell me he'd pay for my dox.

Never did that though, I guess he wasn't that actionable.

And I mean mental illness.

But it comes in many different flavors, doesn't it?

I hear voices, see things, I have a constant apocalyptic doom feelings a lot. I get sucked into flashbacks all the time of every terrible thing I've ever had happen to me or every mistake I've ever made.

Nothing helps. Nothing lessens it.

And that's on top of the existential hate I have for the entire universe for ever allowing a situation like this to ever come about.

If that makes any sense.

Yes it makes sense for you.

And I recognize your avatar from the GNAA site.

I don't understand why Eugene would pay for your dox though.

He is not particuarly liquid

I don't think he really would.

And yes I am ex GNAA

It was just something to try and knife me with.

That's all. Too bad for all of you that nobody can find the knife that works on me.

Because there's not one. I'm already stuck.

The fuck are you talking about? The knife?

Everyone has a knife. Something that if you confront them with it, "stab them" with it--metaphorically, they'll get triggered and sperg the fuck out.

you're sperging out right now

So, when someone calls me a pussy for hating my life or a loser, I say; **"Find another knife, that one isn't sharp enough. You cannot ___ shame me into backing down.**

True. Difference is, I'm always like this.

It's no different from anything else, thus it's not effective in attack.

Plus, nobody cares about anything I do, so I can generally do whatever.

Well, are you a loser? What's your life situation?

I'm working a dead end job, supporting my mother who's going blind, my younger siblings and that's about it.

So, yeah, I am a loser. It's very obvious. I've never denied it.

I've always been a loser. My entire life has always been a waste of time. Nothing good has ever happened. It's always a set up.

Well, wow, that's a mouthful, are you trying to change that?

You can't.

There is no change. There is only Eternal Misery. Every effort always fails.