>>How old are You?
34.
It's not that I want some kind of kiddy birthday party or some such shit, it's that I have nothing to show for My thirty four years on this miserable, communist-infested, economically-stifled dystopian shit rock. All the mandatory overtime, all of the sacrifices made, all of the bullshit fed down My throat that made Me such a sucker when I was young. All of the If I work hard, be patient, follow the rules, and be a good boy, I'll come out on top and show everyone!.
Nothing. Nothing at this point save for a motorbike (that I only bought because I can't afford to keep a car running), a shit ton of vidya and trinkets, bad knees, a receding hairline, a gut, and the fact that as a straight white Christian male American I am treated like a venereal disease.
The above is some melodramatic faggot drivel, i know. It can be so much worse, at least I'm not a fucking nigger, and I've got a roof over My head, food a plenty, and so on. But things could be so much better as well. And the way I see it, not complaining and just accepting mediocrity is what third worlders do, and why Their cultures are shit. They never looked around the mud puddle They reside in and thought Man, FUCK this shit.
Have a doodle.