Big words from a lost Primarch.

Yeah, they did the branding thing to people too.

Not a big fan of the purely mechanical clockwork body. I always liked how the biomechanics were portrait in the series. The Major always looked small but I’m reality was an absolute beast of artificial muscle and reinforced bones underneath her facade.

How can rats have human level intelligence, if we as humans have to essentially consume the whole bodyweight of a rat daily, just to sustain our very energy demanding brains.

Books. I’m dyslexic as fuck but heavy readers are mostly chill people.

Go to back to the big bang. You presence alone will butterfly effect the earth out of existence.

Tarkov.

Yo, what the fuck?

Can I buy the movie rights to your life?

From my experience life is a ball rolling down a hill. It never gets higher than the day before and if it hits the bottom you die.

Your birth decides the starting height and your effort decides the slope.

I started somewhere in the lower middle and put zero effort into life. Now I’m not even half way past others but I’m already near the bottom.

Let’s say I’m not exactly expecting a natural end to my life at this stage.

Yeah, except I can’t afford a dog or woods.

That “No” buttons looks sexier every night.

It’s damn exhausting to discuss political topics with them, […]

Then don’t, and if that’s the only thing they’re willing to talk about, make passive aggressive remarks about their lack of conversational creativity.

Job hunting is a god damn jungle, so everything that works in your favor goes. But I do think you owe Bob a beer over dinner.

Fixed

You’re not getting burned alive but its hot enough that you’re constantly sweaty.

The demons don’t actively torture you but they are going to jump you when you turn the wrong corner.

You’re not there for eternity, it’s just really difficult to leave.

You don’t eternally burn in the flames to atone for your sins, but you have to work to pay them of.

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Shit I think I just described San Francisco.

Something I haven’t seen mentioned here is the fact that sweat acts as a lubricant between the skin of your torso and upper-inner arm preventing chapping with increased skin-on-skin contact movement.

It really doesn’t matter, this is just text on your screen.

I’m not fully sure, but I think I truly despise women. But they play such a minor part in my life that it really doesn’t matter for me or them.

Edit: Just to clarify. I’m 100% certain that my feelings towards women will actually never badly influence anyones personal life. In fact my and other women’s lives are so far appart that excluding family, a single coworker and few store cashiers, the last time I’ve actually spoken to a woman face to face was a few months ago. And that was just my friends sister. Excluding that, it’s been maybe a few years.

If I were to disapear it would make absolutley no diffrence in any womans life, vice versa if all women would disapear, it would barely make a difference in mine.

That’s why it really doesn’t matter.

Pagers for Hospitals.

Salt and Vinegar Chips