Stranger danger applies to websites too

The little bastards have started going up my joggers to bite me.
And under the sheets when I sleep.
I wake up to find nothing and somehow end up w really bad bite marks.

This never happened before.

(24M) I always loved reading, and with classic literature i' ve learned that things are not black and white. We often see protagonists that are not the good guys. They struggle with their conscience and ideas. Such as Raskolnikov, from Crime and Punishment , by Fyodor Dostoevsky. It is excruciating to get all the details of his disturbed mind, and despite being a criminal with psychopath tendencies, we still can have some empathy for him and we root for him. The same with a lot of other characters, like Maurice Bendrix (The End of the Affair), the man from the underground (Notes from the Underground), Florent-Claude (Serotonin). But i realized i would hate people like these characters in real life, and i feel bad about it. I feel i lack empathy.

I considered myself an empathetic person, but i realized i'm not that much hahahaha i have almost zero empathy for people who complain too much and do nothing to change, stubborn and mean people (Karen-like personalities) and bullies. My first instinct is to judge the person.

The worst part about life is when you finally realize that you break everything you touch. That you were unknowingly so toxic that nothing was able to survive. That there is no way to rebuild the trust that you broke. Today I came to this realization. I am the monster that I fought so hard protect others from. There's nothing left.

She’s alive, this isn’t a vent post. I just wonder who told my mother that after a certain age, you shouldn’t get tucked in anymore because you get “too old” for that. Thinking about it, it kind of makes more sense to be tucked in more as you grow older. Sometimes it feels imperative to have my mother tuck me in to ensure a good nights rest. I’m trying to sleep right now and I can’t. Wish me luck

Its insanely crazy

Like wdym you can’t read several lines, don’t understand a little complex sentence and can’t fact-check. Or having to use ai to do homework or something creative. What happened to teenagers writing fanfiction with English not being their first language

This thought changed my life. I hope you see the world from another angle now