Weak, little, unambitious.
Little money, little influence, little knowledge, little ambition,little fucking.
We're weak. We're small.
When you read biographies of Genghis Khan, Macedonian, Napoleon, you realize that all your problems are trifles. All your dreams are trifles. All your decisions are nothing. Weak weak-willed bitch, bitch, which fears, bitch, which aching, bitch, have which made - up problems, bitch, for which a million rubles-most greater, that you can do for entire his life.
A million rubles? A million dollars?
Weakly. Limply. You're scared. It's scary to think about more. Scary to implement. I'm afraid of what others will tell you. They'll tell you you're a crazy bitch.
YEAH, I'm a fucking crazy bitch, and you're fucking vegetables.
Send fuck all, all authorities, all traditions, all ideologies.
I was lazy. I whined. I was a weak-willed bitch. Whining whining. Impossible, don't do what other people will think, what would your mother think, God, Putin, friends.
FUCK.
Earning 100 000 rubles a month all your life-and this is the dream of all people?
Having the most beautiful bitch and the best sex is your dream, people?
Is it your dream to have the most food, the most gold chains, your cars, houses?
A lifelong dream?
This your dream? Being a mediocre bitch? Being a dumb kind of Homo Sapiens?
Not seek. Don't climb. Not proud. Not create. Not to know. This?
Math not mine? Have I always been stupid? I'll never be able to draw. This your aspirations?
I'll try, I'll risk it, it won't work, and fuck it, I live, I live one life, it doesn't make sense, so why not live it the way you want?
Don't drink, don't hit, don't smoke, don't try. Don't live. Not seek. Don't start your own business , you're a fool. Find a job bastard and find a family, 2 children and drink beer. All, my dear child, you have become a man.
Don't think. Don't. Was not fuck who you want to send the fuck - what will people think? What will God think for your actions?
Fuck your people, fuck your traditions, fuck your deities, fuck the concepts that people made up for people to hold people back.
I'm afraid I'm afraid of what my beloved friends, Ah'm scared, Yes I'm stupid I can't fucking mistakes survivors everywhere.
you are weak, weak, you have the best time, you have no wars, you have no measles, and typhoid fever, not the plague that eats you from the inside. and you all whine and whine, weak weak-willed. weak-willed I am. I'm writing this in the first place. I am weak. a weak whiner. weak, scum.
the Internet has given us all. it's never happened before. and we see endless funny Cunts and memasuki, watch, devour it, make fertilizer for their release of dopamine. and then we pour in the swill, like an immense bitch, and go into fake pleasures.
we lost touch. lost our will. lost ambition.
we lost dream. we sold her as the last whore, we sold the dream for memasuki funny Cunts, fucking.
What for? What for?
it's me. I forgot my dream. I entered comfort. I'm stuck. I whined. I was lazy. fuck this, fuck your January 1st. fuck the new year. fuck it.
need change. you have to accept the analysis, you have to accept the mistakes, you have to destroy your old self. death is the destruction of the old to make the new come.
The King is Dead. All Hail the King!
To die, to be born. The best, new, ambitious.
Dream. Return it. New consciousness.
Everything you've been waiting for and wanting. Why wait for an even better moment.
What you dreamed? Space, Immortality, become the best proger, leave a mark on history?
To return to the dream. Work. Purpose. Purpose. Dream. Passion.
Work, a trick, a dream.
Move. Conquer. Reach.
We are not weak. No more. Strong. Volition. Aspiration. Fuck this world, fuck weak people, fuck critics, fuck the system, fuck traditions.
To be born, to conquer, to conquer, to conquer again.
Fuck all the fuck up. To do what I've wanted all my life. Fuck opinions, fuck chat, fuck people alone, only single idea of progress, only doing-24/7, to do, to do, to begin, to create, to learn, to study, to do, to work, not to whine, not to lose heart, to live, to strive, to do.
To die to give birth to a new one. All the old mistakes, the past, the old stuff in my mind, the whining, the mediocrity, it's got to die. I'm killing myself in this.
I kill myself.
I'm saying goodbye.
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