I learned all I needed was a gun and to discard morality/ethics/superstition, or stronger will of force when the ammunition was spent and you're in the middle of an apartment building.
No more books to read. No more languages to learn. Nothing to 'see' I haven't that isn't what I have within 30 minutes of me from the first humans farming to the Ottomans and all in between.
Can't think of a drug left to numb me.
Oh. well, this was a bad idea. I think I'll spend 11 hours again staring at the floor like I did yesterday.
I thought for a moment I could look at oh what brand has the widest color gamut, the blackest black, blah blah bullshit; you're right all unneeded.
Yep, you made the right point. I am deluding myself trying to delude myself.
Fucking twice a blade fails. Oh well, the dead do not care of nobility so let the ignoble bullet succeed. O, how the old crones will cry and gossip endlessly.
Thanks, you made me realize I was inside of the tale of the oncoming of the last man is als sprach zarathustra.
Sometimes 4chan is quite apt at sifting away the bullshit.