I was watching a movie in June. This was the last time I watched a movie. I just can’t watch movies or tv shows anymore. It’s hard to watch something, and these handsome men and beautiful women have sex and be happy. I’m not an incel. I’m not upset that I can’t get laid. I’m upset that I’m alone and disenfranchised. I’m upset that they get to be better than me. I’m upset that they get to have sex, and gloat about it. I have issues with self loathing worth. I should just say that upfront. I really do sometimes think I am the fattest, dumbest, ugliest, and most shallow person in the world. It is not fun. I’m trying to grow a beard. It’s going good so far. I would upload pictures. I won’t. Again: low self worth. I’m not trying to grow a long ass beard; just something that can be noticed.
I am trying to listen to new music; it’s hard when sometimes music worsens your anxiety.
It’s like if I don’t have music, then all I have is reading. Considering the youth of today, I’m screwed.
I think Bob Dylan is great.
I have to go urinate. I guess I should end it hear. If you read this: this is Sunday Musings.
Once a week.
Me just rambling and typing my thoughts.
Farewell, Until Next Time
Lance
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