caring about someone but then keeping yourself with disgusting gross people that don’t measure up makes you a cowardly dog. you’re a child who can’t be alone, a non-adult. you think you’re some p****** when really we all are s*** and can act like inhumane dogs or women who dress up as prostitutes in life because they enjoy bringing the man down instead of building him up highly where he’ll really prosper. you enjoy crawling on the ground with these female lizards that people basically spit on (it’s where you belong) because inside you feel like you’re as disgusting and immoral as they are. you’re a coward who can’t keep himself near intelligence but would rather be with dense desperate harlots who look up to you of course because all they can do is wish they were intelligent enough to even be anywhere as smart as you. this is because you are coward and will never raise up higher. you are too chicken and enjoy lying with unintelligent mutants. fortunately, there are enough people who use their heads about themselves. what a s*** life would be if you were all there was. a real let down. a stagnant useless life, and quite boring. what good is it to have any gifts at all when you basically waste it by keeping yourself around swine, or robotically working hoping people see you as more then you are. luckily, all men are not lost.
