**Let’s cut the bullshit for a second. Do you actually have friends or have you ever had any?? Not drinking buddies you see once a year, not "yeah, we talk sometimes" friends, but real ones?** The kind who won’t disappear when shit gets rough. The kind who don’t talk behind your back the second you leave the room, friends you can trust.
**I’ve had a lot of friends in my life. Personally I’m not some antisocial basement dweller. I’m extroverted by nature, I'm pretty social, at least in the last 5 years. I’ve been around people my whole life**, made countless connections, but somehow, almost every single one of them turned out to be trash. They backstabbed, lied, used me, took advantage whenever they could. And I sat there thinking, is it me? Am I the common denominator?
**People love saying, “If the same thing keeps happening to you, maybe you’re the problem.” That’s bullshit. That’s cope. That’s just something people say to justify why the world is full of selfish, disloyal parasites**. It’s easier to blame the one guy who refuses to put up with bullshit than to admit that most people are broken inside. If you’re surrounded by thieves, and you get robbed, are you the problem? No. You just saw the world for what it is.
**And the worst part? Most people don’t even realize they’re like this. They don’t wake up thinking, how can I screw someone over today? No, they just act on instinct**, always choosing the easy path, the selfish path, the one that benefits them short-term. That’s why I stopped tolerating it. I see it now. And the moment I do? Cut off. No second chances. I’m not here to fix broken people.
**The truth is, most people don’t even try to be good. They float through life taking what they can, screwing people over** when it’s convenient, and pretending to be decent when it benefits them.
**So what do you do? Stay alone forever? Fake it and play along? Settle for shallow, empty friendships** just so you’re not sitting alone on a Saturday night?
**Nah. I used to do that. Not anymore. I learned the hard way that bad company is worse than no company. If someone shows you who they really are: selfish, disloyal, incapable of honesty, you don’t argue with reality**. You walk. No explanations. No second chances. Life’s too short to surround yourself with people who drain you tbh.
**Let's talk also about girls now: when it comes to girls let’s just say the pattern isn’t much different. But unlike with guys, I can at least acknowledge that I’ll never fully understand how they think. Maybe they see the world differently**, maybe their decisions are driven by instincts I’ll never comprehend. I don’t take it personally anymore. I just accept that people operate on different wavelengths, and sometimes, no matter how much you try to understand, you just won’t.
**But I also know that, deep down, there are good people out there**. Rare, but they exist.
**That’s also a reason I like Plebbit**.
**Maybe we’ll never grab a beer together, or maybe yes, who knows. But at least here, I like to believe there are people who actually get it**. People who don’t pretend. Just a bunch of plebs trying to figure shit out. And people who see the same shit I do.
*Maybe, just maybe, we’re not as alone as we think.*
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