Writings from Discord
(These are excerpts taken from discord on 2/8/2026)
theres a point where if someone has too much money, them dying is the best result for everybody
shower thoughts
money cannot ever match the weight of a soul, anybody that tries to balance the scales to do so will only face vertigo
meditations
regardless of net worth, assets and belongings, killing in the modern day is punished by capitalism, at worst, a life.
Chained to the throne whether youre a priest, a harlot, or breadwinner, all groveling and showing their sphincter for the ruler.
Once should consider, whether the throne was heavy enough if they decided to move together.
Overused, Overplayed, Overstated, the only trust was OOO's with no awe, paper worth, no value raw
Flagship Waffle House for boomers with a bell jar. Get the potatoes hashed and chopped, country ham and ketchup on top. Eggs sunny side, busted open with a fork. dipping texas toast with a mug of coffee, asking for pb on the waffles, bread and jelly, processed corn, glucose glycerine, maple syrup panderin, saccharides heated rather quickly, violently cleaning my plate, inauspiciously.
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"Go workout, work on your bike, go to the range and work on your drills"
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am I watching zaboomafoo? or am I just trippin, fool? this is what you get when you drop out of school. smoking weed out the commisary with honey buns and hot cheetos, reading cat in the hat while watching the speedo, on 285 headed to a casino, route 66, hotel lobby called in, kino
musta lit something, key note, in the jungle without a torch, dino, rules of the jungle, we know, flipping the bird to whoever, reno, smells like the rising sun, pheno
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https://faggotx.com/HappyPunch/status/2020239661051125915
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someone is gonna cie
die*
good thing im a lightweight
i just get outta dodge
miss me with hospitale lodge
no insurance, i'm porridge, no bells ringing in this cottage, no sandwich
hodge podge
i prefer leather, that shit looks hard
only good for plastic and business cards, i carry cash cuz it's king, accepted everywhere like a halo ring
make it reign, they all sing, widely accepted, a natural pairing
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"i use one of those rfid blocking wallets"
"some places don't even take cash"
"dystopian"
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srsly
28 days later? transactions never sent by letter, rollover debt to the next month, just kick the can, it'll eventually get better. Knotted with string attached, slipping into quicksand of interest rot and falling rocks. They'll strip you down to just socks, pay that overhead cancan or you'll be kicking rocks.
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"https://www.slimfoldwallet.com/products/thin-wallet-micro-soft-shell?variant=37388627457"
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do they got a soft shell in blue?
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"they got a navy color"
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meh
green or light blue
im not big on anything filled with seamen
its a hot take, i am aware, many love being on starboard
i'm a simple man, same favorite colors since I was a little man
maze and missiles both use silo, village hidden in the shiloh
polished with seeds and deed, it shines low, blasting into space, its a sign though
now forever gone though
the value of a stem degree is supposed to be not having to whore yourself out
yet i find myself cooking in the back of a restaurant
honing knives and concealing my hand gun, watching the rich millionaires eat what I had done.
could be poison, could be none. they continue to bite the hand that feeds. their hunger and their greed know no bounds. i contemplate the food they leave on their plate. perhaps they needs to learn how not to waste what they bit
it costs less than 100 bucks to fly across states
international within the day
no amount of worth can change that logistic, you could yell mayday mayday, but you still hail for a cab the same way.
a bubble glass of fine vintage, bottle service, uncorked, poured with finesse.
1 second it takes.
to smash this bottle across your face
you don't care about the bottle, just the experience. The feeling of getting tipsy for a price.
the cost of the vice, the hint of a heist, the taste of avarice.
no love for the bottle of heritage.
just a temporary escape while still in the bird cage, never to return after the drinking age.
you never liked the taste, just the buzz from the stone age.
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I hope all the pedophiles get killed
I want them to suffer
No death penalty
I want them to agonize every waking moment of existence until they have brain death
and continue to function
only after a nice long life will they get the sweet release of death, the unshackling from their mortal sins, the release of their twisted conventions
I really want them to live and suffer
only then will they even hope to understand a glimpse of what they've done to others
a reverse vegetable. everything looks functional, they work fine, but inside there's nothing. hollow. empty.
only purpose is to make up for the innocence of children they raped
the futures they stole, the agony they had to experience.
I want it on an options contract. infinite gains.
Exponentially returned till they see the pearly gates, only to be dropped back down to the lake of fire to repeat the same fate.
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