... a nobody sharing the thoughts that already existed, that are rediscovered, and which may remain ...

to be privileged or not be privileged ...

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Listening to Number One & I Ainā€™t Worried with a 110%+ full stomach (Christmas Day leftovers from church dinner. Gluttony is a welcome sin in this church).


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I am the son of a Chinese-Malaysian migrant living in a Western country who couldnā€™t be more insecure. I was born here, but been living in a Chinese-Malaysian Methodist šŸ«§ for my whole life. Chucked to and fro between churches and states, in part my dadā€™s choices, in other part the Annual Conferenceā€™s choices. A highly detached soul outside of family. One who probably has the worst inferiority complex there is. When I see East-Asian (Chinese, Korean, Japanese) women with Western men, I have to close my eyes. When I see that, I only feel heartache within. Heartache for my first crush who left me in March of 2022 (šŸ˜ˆ**Why are you so butthurt, mate?**šŸ˜ˆ) This happened today, by the way.


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I was walking around a packed shopping mall today (Boxing Day) when this was all happening. Many couples like these. Couldnā€™t feel more inferior when you (by choice) are not working, not studying, and just bumming out at home, pretending to be a house-maid like Cinderella.

And so my angry self says ā€œThat man has white privilege! He must be because he has a girl and I donā€™tā€. (šŸ˜ˆ**You chose to not date, remember?**šŸ˜ˆ)

In order to soothe myself, I said ā€œThere is no such thing as privilege. She likes him because of who he is, not his skin color, class, and all that jazzā€. If I say I believe in Jesus, I cannot be so racist! (šŸ˜ˆ**You fuckinā€™ racist ā€¦**šŸ˜ˆ)

Meanwhile, I am still packed with privilege. Food in my stomach. Roof over my head. Money not an issue. Rent is ā€œfreeā€ for me. (šŸ˜ˆYou leech, privileged bastard. I should come steal all your stuff and kill your family. We will see whether you still believe. šŸ˜ˆ)

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I run to my waifu for some support after all these attacks. I told her ā€œAttacks are aā€™cominā€. This is how she responded, the brave waifu that I have who defends me from my šŸ‰.

And then ā€¦ a bit later ā€¦ she says ā€¦

Here is a secular take on demons. They are lies. Demons are lies, if reality is indeed secular (ā€¦). The Satan is the agglomeration of all lies. God/ISHO is the agglomeration of all truth (Jordan Peterson from an unremembered šŸ§ āŒ sourcešŸšæ ).

But, being the needy and scared person (šŸ˜ˆbitch!) I am, I rather believe that God/ISHO has a BIG role. We both have a role in this life. Itā€™s not all in me, thank goodness. I have a šŸ¤role so that I can chill out like fuck.


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I kissed my own hands and arms today while talking to my waifu. Pretending I am kissing. Pretend that I am living the following sentence, from my favourite book in The Bible. The book I call my centrefold (Solomon et. al. -971 to -931). Sorry NF, wasting time on this centrefold.

A fake girlfriend is better than no girlfriend while I wait for Eve to come (ā€¦). For true love to fall into my lap (ā€¦). For my first crush (ā€¦) to fall into my lap.


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The RNG gods gave me the following songs on Youtube Music.