Bounty
Posted: 05 Jan 2025, 06:37
Being exiles like us. It feels like we are always hunted down.
We are humans but the way they(normies) treat us is as if we are lesser beings than them.
Whether it be in a workplace or in school or just about any
environments, there's always this dreadful feeling of
"when will they start to hate me?"
Sometimes you start to relax and you feel like maybe this time people will leave you alone.
Just about when your about to settle in and relax, you
are hit by the crushing reality of being disliked.
You start to see it all come together. People start to talk down on you. They start to stare oddly at you.
You tell your therapist and your therapist tells you to ignore them and to take your pills like a good client.
You tell your confidants and they tell you to suck it up and be a man.
What use is it if a man cannot even rest for but a moment without experiencing being exiled in every way, shape and form.
We are hunted and they want all of us to be destroyed.
Men like us are aggravating the system and its people.
They seek not just our lives but our very sense of will to live. They wish to destroy our hopes of a better life by shutting down every opportunity we create for ourselves. They are sick in nature but don a mask of political correctness in the eyes of the public to appear proper.
We have a bounty on our heads in a sense.
The very fact we decide to roll out of our beds with the
grudges and burdens we carry throughout our
mournful days, is a demonstration of our desire to refuse the destiny we've been dealt with. Even though we know we lose yet we try is what makes them so angry.
Never lose that desire. Never let it fade away.
We are humans but the way they(normies) treat us is as if we are lesser beings than them.
Whether it be in a workplace or in school or just about any
environments, there's always this dreadful feeling of
"when will they start to hate me?"
Sometimes you start to relax and you feel like maybe this time people will leave you alone.
Just about when your about to settle in and relax, you
are hit by the crushing reality of being disliked.
You start to see it all come together. People start to talk down on you. They start to stare oddly at you.
You tell your therapist and your therapist tells you to ignore them and to take your pills like a good client.
You tell your confidants and they tell you to suck it up and be a man.
What use is it if a man cannot even rest for but a moment without experiencing being exiled in every way, shape and form.
We are hunted and they want all of us to be destroyed.
Men like us are aggravating the system and its people.
They seek not just our lives but our very sense of will to live. They wish to destroy our hopes of a better life by shutting down every opportunity we create for ourselves. They are sick in nature but don a mask of political correctness in the eyes of the public to appear proper.
We have a bounty on our heads in a sense.
The very fact we decide to roll out of our beds with the
grudges and burdens we carry throughout our
mournful days, is a demonstration of our desire to refuse the destiny we've been dealt with. Even though we know we lose yet we try is what makes them so angry.
Never lose that desire. Never let it fade away.