tinyE: The local newspaper just did an article about the noble life and career of my Uncle.

The man is an avid white supremacist, scam artist, lush, and pathological liar.

Boggles the mind.

KiNgBrAdLeY7: Damn myself for being a good person, honest and straightforward. Just as i was doing justice to myself, by getting related to new people on a new social media, trying to relive the good years and happy times that i NEVER did live in the first place and others continually ruined for me completely back then... Just while i was making a killing, being a hotshot and getting likes right and left and lucky moments here and there... Right when i was getting cute stuff devoted to me like paintings with hearts that not even once i received in offline life... I had to get honest and answer truthfully questions i was asked.

Why is the world so cruel and shameless? While i was hiding behind a mask, i was king in a winstreak. When i answered truthfully to questions about myself, former chummy persons and friend list members started deleting me. Even if i am a good boy and i sought strictly online and strictly friendship and stuff (i got some random bonus lucky moments too but i wasn't exactly after them), for once again, my honesty, life itself with its alienating "rules" and people's blindfolds (judging everything by numbers and narrow margins) conspired together, to give me the long finger, yet again...

The hypocrisy... One moment people telling me i am their bro and posting that on my wall, another moment cute things drawing me hearts with my nickname and theirs in it, then the very next moment when i answer truthfully to their questions, they turn me into an archfiend, an arch-villain or something and run off. Whatever is left from the remnants of my heart, truly weep.

And just as i was starting to reclaim the past from the future... Only thing i managed at the end, was a short glimpse of what could have been. A tiny substitute of the massive content i missed. Something transitory and very short, which ended up leaving me desiring more, instead of being sated.

Maybe i might have to resort to more cheats and hacks. For life. For now, i savor whatever few things i had the pleasure to rediscover and withdraw in yearning and regret. Tomorrow, the world is mine and i will see to it!

qux: Over the past few months I've been going through a lot of changes in myself. I've been doing a lot of soul searching and reflecting on my life up to this point and where I want to go in the years to come. I've realised a few things about myself, and I've also come to the conclusion that in the long term I need to get out of New Zealand, for a while at least. I just so feel alone down here - I'm surrounded by people but I feel so alone. It's coupled with a need to move on.. there's nothing here for me. Every time I think about this, I get an urge to just give all my shit away, pack a bag and go somewhere - anywhere, but here.

AlKim: Concidentally, I've been thinking of moving out of Finland in a couple of years and even planning on how best to do it. I'm a student, which on one hand binds me to Finnish soil, but also gives me the option of going on exchange or completing my mandatory internship abroad, so I have that option if nothing else. That should see to the troublesome affair of finances, too, to some extent at least.

And yeah, the need to move on is a big motivator for me, too. While nobody can erase their past, I feel that being so close to mine is stagnating and oppressive. It hasn't been a terrible past, for the most part, but so much has changed in a very short time that I want to put some distance between it and myself. I fear that if I don't go out and live elsewhere while I'm still young, it'll become prohibitively difficult later. I don't want to end up in a situation where I look back at the crossroads of my life and, to quote Dream Theater "I once thought it better to regret things that I have done than haven't".

monkeydelarge: Because a lot of people can't handle the truth due to being too oversensitive. A lot of people were raised in a world with masks and when the masks come off, they can't mentally handle it. So you made these people very uncomfortable. On top of that, you didn't obey their rules when it comes to socializing. Sheep flock to sheep and hate those who are not of the herd. They don't like outsiders who are rebel scum in their eyes. But why do you see this as a bad thing? Why do you see yourself as someone who is being punished? You did yourself a favor. You put all the people you were talking to through a crucible that separates the fake sheep from the real people. And in the long run, this is a good thing because quality over quantity is a good thing. But if you resort to cheats and hacks, you will only be allowing yourself to live an illusion. And other than making you feel good once in awhile, an illusion is useless. And keep in mind, this illusion can turn on you anytime and hurt you badly. Surrounding yourself with sheep who wear masks is an invitation to being severely back stabbed. There are too many wolves in sheep's clothing, after all.

ScotchMonkey: Its a goddamn machine to grind you down.
Its all a fuckin waste.
Pointless. Patheitc. Broken.

grimwerk: I find that creating something once in a while alleviates these thoughts a bit. Coding, drawing, sculpture, furniture. Doesn't much matter what, provided you can look at it later and be satisfied. Anyway, be well.

monkeydelarge: If I remember correctly, it is free to study in Germany. Another option, is joining the French Foreign Legion. :) But the French Foreign Legion is not for everyone. You could also do some volunteer work in another country. For example, volunteer work that involves helping monkeys.