Poop in your butt
A slow, soulful warning about your butt, and the poop in it.
Every encounter with people drains me visibly and deeply. It's been this way since high school.
I'll be in seclusion for a week, become optimistic. Become loving. Become excited.
As soon as I hear someone start talking or have to deal with them, I feel almost sick and the hatred comes back up.
Ally, enemy, doesn't matter. I just really hate having to deal with people.
I can't seem to deal with this contradiction.
Went to a ML forum tonight. It was ok but leaves me more firmly than ever with my lingering question.
What can I, as an extremely anxious misanthropic nihilist do to help stave off the extinction of humanity due to climate change, and reduce the horror of capitalism?
I want to reduce the suffering of the poor and marginalized near me, but I *HATE* talking to people. I hate hearing them. I hate meeting them.
Besides donating funds and time to small orgs (which I do) what actions can I take?
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look i dont want to burn bridges here but out of all the breakfast bases waffles are just the most inherently industrial and that makes me uncomfortable ok
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I get paid weekly, but budget for 4 paychecks a month. So I have an extra ~400 dollars next month.
Please convince me not to use some of it to buy sex toys. I already have too many (many that won't even fit! (yet)) and owning more couldn't possibly help me in any way.
But. Horny. (butt horny).
Pansexual, nihilist, socialist. Math degree and a firm conviction that knowledge is impossible. He/him
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