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The age of drooling babies and smarty-pants folks

Gosh. I'd like to feel just once an ordained duty to be a protector of a petite version of me. While fact is most of the blabbers condemned me eternally just for pointing out that they in fact have bad upbringings--both socially, and mentally--though I'd still care enough to show unnecessary gratitude to respond to them at all.

Although most of my own social experiences ended up in some kind of awkward dispositions--marked by the other party often got offended over almost hilly-billy acts and less-unlikely-favorable-to-them remarks and remove any kind of attachment with me thusly, I have no remorse whatsoever for any past events regarding this matter.

Once, one of them came raided my writings here in my blog and got her pants on fire (although I care less whether she's a liar ot not, since I sensed false life braggings from any of her postings on the social media). F.y.i, nobody really care enough to read my blogs, so thanks for putting the rainbow in my sky for me. Such a deary! (Please also mind the fact that she won't talk to me anymore, even after I pledge "guilty" for something I should've not put any regret on. The only regret now is why even bother to say sorry to this ungrateful human? Remember the old days when I backed her up--such a waste of my time). And see here, "sis", you're not that special: i've dumped more people before you. The newest one is another ungrateful female-person, acted out as she was some kinda superstar nowadays. Well guess what, you're way older than me. If you don't start acting like someone your age you might as well stay as a bitter, lonely, ungrateful, weird, selfish person as you are now. I'm glad I removed you although it might took awhile for me to deny the fact that you are a rubbish from the start while everyone else already think you are. Sometimes I am too naive.

Back to what this blog is about, it always occured to me that most of the people around me change and turn into some "monster" or someone with no empathy toward others other than them while they popped out child(ren) from their uterus. I wonder if this normal, since anywhere I look it's always like that. And the sad part is, when you put this fact to their faces, they started ganging up on you. Cowards! You think all your curse going to work while fact is you're the bad ones here?

As I already mention before in any of my writings anywhere, being a 'human factory' is not really an achievement. Not really, since it's not your own doing and if you believe in God, He's done more favor than you think for the creation of something from your fornication. I can't believe you still bragging it as if this kind of things were some kind of scientific discovery or some particular personal achievement, while fact is you're just merely a vessel. And you're lucky enough you have no holes in you so you didn' t get drowned. Bragging about something like this sickens me, and I wish just for once you all braggers feel what the people you look down to experience and feel on in daily basis. Shame on you. Shame on human races. We grew our descendants through majorly ungrateful people like you. No wonder human race is declining in quality day by day.

If any of you offended with my writings, deal with it! The world is not just flowers and rainbows like you think it is.








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