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Ill do what I always do, vote third party. Not that i think itll do litterally anything, i just hope one day enough people do it so we can atleast get some funding for a third party.
Voting is pretty pointless though, I’m going to try and pay as little attention as possible to the contest of warcriminal ghouls as I can. Maybe we’ll luck out and have some of those octogenarian creeps die. Atleast then I can have some brief feeling of satisfaction before the world kicks my shit back in.
Feels bad ( if not alittle freeing ) to know you dont actually have a choice in this clown show, and would be just as well off using your political capital shit posting on the internet, or better yet do some irl praxis.
I’d say im reasonably attractive, fit, and good at casual conversation(i dont think these things but thats probably just the depression making me be down on myself)…
BUT everytime… litterally every single time i ask someone out, I shove my foot in my mouth so hard I feel like i need to apologize for how awkward it is… It kind of hurts. Not them saying no, but the fact that I know if i didnt have a crush on the person I could do it without batting an eye.
Aswell as the fact that i live in the country but am also surrounded by hallow capitalist suburbia, that doesnt offer many opportunities to make any sort of meaningful connection with people.
But In the end as long as I keep going ill keep trying, and maybe ill get lucky or already have a close enough connection to were it wont matter.