No.8235
> Morality is for pussies who can't handle the fact that life's a free-for-all where the winners take and the losers get turned into fertilizer.
> Your "personality" is just a pile of coping mechanisms and daddy issues held together by caffeine and denial.
> Love is a chemical con job designed to trick your dumb ass into reproducing before you realize how fucked everything is.
> Society doesn’t give a shit if you’re woke, it just wants you obedient enough to keep the machine running while it slowly grinds you into paste.
> The universe is a cold, uncaring whore that’ll snuff you out without a second thought, and your existence is a statistical glitch.
> Free will is a fucking myth, you’re just a meat puppet jerked around by instincts, chemicals, and whatever trauma your parents dumped on you.
> Every relationship is a transactional shitshow where both people pretend they’re not just using each other to fill the void.
> God is the ultimate deadbeat dad, either he doesn’t exist, or he’s a sadistic fuck who gets off on watching you struggle.
> Therapy is just paying some overeducated clown to nod while you whine about problems money and violence could solve faster.
> Loyalty is for dogs and suckers who haven’t figured out everyone’s replaceable.
> Religion is a brain virus that turns scared monkeys into self-righteous slaves
> Dreams are your brain’s way of jerking itself off because reality’s too depressing to face sober.
> People don’t change, they just get better at hiding the fact that they’re still the same trash they always were.
> The more you know, the more you realize the world’s run by greedy, half-competent fucks who lucked into power.
> Money won’t make you happy, but it’ll buy you enough distractions to ignore the fact that you’re rotting alive.
> The only real freedom is laughing in the face of the cosmic joke that you ever mattered at all.
> Your "identity" is just the psychological equivalent of duct tape holding your broken psyche together.
> The world’s ruled by the most mediocre, power-hungry fucks who figured out how to weaponize stupidity.
> Every hero is just the villain of another story, and history’s written by the ones who were too ruthless to lose.
> Hope is the mind’s last-ditch effort to keep you from swallowing a bullet before your expiration date.
> You die twice, once when your body gives out, and again when the last person who remembers you realizes they’re better off forgetting.
> Life’s a bad joke, and you’re the punchline. Now shut the fuck up and keep grinding until the reaper cashes your check.