The whites have waged a ceaseless campaign of oppression against my people
FourteenEyes
naval gazing
me and the boys heading out to the harbor to stare at some military ships
It's the exact same energy as fallacy-citing redditors
I want to point out that you can totally do space race aesthetics, and all the rich 1960s culture associated with it, and make it look awesome. Arkane did it with Prey in 2017 and made it interesting by layering slick corporate facades over clunky 1960s space station guts and then slathering on the lore nice and thick with a trowel. They even made the rocket and retro-future tech in Deathloop look way more interesting than Bethesda's done here.
Wait, you don't even fly the ship? So it's more like Outer Worlds but with procedurally generated planet dungeons? Jesus.
ALSO: I want to point out that you can totally do space race aesthetics and have it look amazing, because Prey did it back in 2017
I don't understand human relationships despite monumental effort put into doing just that, and as a result cannot network and have serious difficulties finding a new job, and can't make any money. I dropped out of college multiple times due to suicidal depression. I'm in constant pain and loneliness is eroding my will to live. Plus I had a bunch of expensive dental work done in my 20s due to personal neglect from said suicidal depression, and have only recently climbed out of other medical debts due to a relative dumping money in my lap to clean the slate.
So to maintain my agonizingly painful and stressful lifestyle I'm already at my limit and basically doing it alone despite the presence of people who say they love me but whose love I often seem incapable of feeling. This leaves me with little time and energy to write, which itself has barriers of procrastination and anxiety. Even if I did finish a book I'd still have to sell it, and I don't know how to do that.
I'm infused with this learned helplessness that pain and failure and alienation drilled into me, and I struggle to believe in myself with regards to doing literally anything, from cleaning up after myself to losing weight to doing schoolwork. So for something as monumentally important to my self-image as my writing and art, there's a lot of anxiety that gets in the way.
TLDR: I'm an absolute mess pscyhologically and I fear what my art will reveal about me to others (and myself)
Sometimes I see things that make me sad I'm an atheist. This man will not burn in Hell for all eternity. There is no Devil's taffy puller that will wring out his soul for 400 quintillion years. He just rots like everyone else.
As always, death to America
Video game engine equivalent of Marge Simpson's cashmere dress
I'm 37 and live in America so I would get absolutely nothing
I'm not better off when I make $1 more an hour but gasoline costs $2 more a gallon and I still don't make enough with my entire fucking paycheck to afford an apartment
bombs civilian targets indiscriminately man look at all these human shields