Every where I go, it is always crawling with those horrible monsters. I absolutely detest those disgusting monsters called human that reside on this planet.
I despise my incompetence. Why am I so incompetent. Why am I like all those failures. No matter how hard I try, there are most things I can never, ever achieve. Oh the misery. So in the end, I too can never ascend above it all. I can never escape my own demise. Oh fie, oh fie.
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I also feel that way. I can’t live with them without being sick. Plan is to live in isolation in woods but have no way to get out there. Reckon I take off after my “Probation” ends. That the sick mutants framed me up with. Will probably have to take off on foot and hide out there, hunting, gathering, fishing. I…. uh original plan was build home in isolated section woods but then the nasty aboriginals wouldn’t hire me for minimum wage job which I could have made that dream work for 15,000. Then my second dream was take this piece of junk my mom lets me drive and drive across country backroads living in it, she won’t let me take it because she is Swedish and wants to keep me here like Stockholm Syndrome. Reckon I got to leave on foot with no shelter if I want to escape this fate. So I’ve been walking training seeing how far I can walk. Suffering through this probation where I can’t even drive off and spend a day in my own. Watching all these creepy bungholes fly by in their junk cars. Forced to listen to them. Forced to breathe in their air and be demented/disturbed by them. Not phased at all by them. Just want them to shut up let me work and stay out of my way. Down $4,000 on these mental age of peter griffin fag men who wear a cop badge (doesn’t mean anything, doesn’t grant them honor, just means they can thieve legally.)
It’s either take off or kill myself. Only two options I can live with.
Yup.