I'm Essentially A Faker

la la la la

elder people go crazy if they see a young disabled person in the priority queue they decided not to go to

O LORD TEACH PHYSICS

One can enjoy seeing

One day, one day, one day, one day

I wanna play fear&hunger...... too many things to do.

I've always had this feeling deep inside me that the world, despite being a somewhat dangerous yet beautiful and almost fantastic place, doesn't have a place for me at all- I wasn't made for it and It doesn't have any business cattering to me. My existence here was a mere mistake, naturally ocurring, and will be solved one day or another. And doesn't matter how much time passes and how much I find beauty in life it wasn't ever made for my enjoyement. I am not meant to stick around, nor meant to stick with someone or to a purpose. There is no place I belong to. I never felt like I could stay. I only feel like I have to go.

On a break from myself ^_^ and my life ^-^ and most other things

I'm not of your species or your age. I probably live in a different biome from yours, too

I don't know much about marxism (yet) but man how I hate property