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Until some point in my life when I've discovered a mass culture, there was no single parasitic word in my lexicon, like "onions". Boy, I hate onions. And I hate basedboys even more than onions. Them classmates, street queers and degenerates just could not persuade me into the juvenile fuck-n-sticks, booze, drugs, sluts, syphilistic cunt-talks, gaysex, reddit, cancerous memes, etc, no matter how hard they've tried.
Turned out God gifted me with sacred flair, of being able to sense what's wrong, and what's right, which is pretty much about everything.
Although I'm not in a hurry to convince anyone about their own choice and to tell them how they're wrong, but I've chosen to make that feel work only deep inside my mind exceptionally for me.
And this exact sense saved me from, you know, turning into an alcoholic, or gigolo, or crackhead, or "caricature russian". This provided me an ability to get grown into a legit human being, without any mental illnesses or addictions. Currently I'm learning at a university as a, say "general purpose doctor". Ask anything.
pic coomer from year 2001
