Merry Christmas. I’m now posting new content on my Substack, including new fiction. It’s $5 a month if you join for a year. I’ll keep reposting some stuff here, once a month.
It’s all right to be unhappy.
Good looking good shape lots of money. Not bald. You can still be unhappy.
All right to have a girl not like you. She’s not right for you. But you’re unhappy about it.
It’s all right to live in America while other people are starving, and be unhappy.
It’s all right for your prayers not to work. It’s all right for them to work, to get what you want, and be unhappy.
It’s all right for her not to like you. You remember she’s crazy. You’re happy not to be with her. You’re still unhappy.
You try to get it out of you. Write about it lift weights about it beat the bag about it. Pray about it, do step work about it, talk to your sponsor about it. Talk to a newcomer.
You wake up the next day unhappy.
It’s Christmas and you’re unhappy. It Tuesday and you’re unhappy. It’s all right.
You’ve been like this. You’re going to be like this.
When people tell you: if you had what you want, you still wouldn’t be happy. It’s all right to want it. Be unhappy about not having it.
Some people are unhappy like they’re tall.
Look what you have. How dare you be unhappy.
It’s OK to have friends try to help you, and be unhappy. It’s OK to have people love you and be unhappy. It’s OK if it makes them sad.
Maybe it’s the earth’s axial tilt. Not getting women. Getting the wrong women.
It’s all right to have your dream come true and be unhappy.
Your happiness doesn’t care if you succeed or fail. Whether you’re alone or in love.
It’s its own animal, working on its own time, on its own project.
It’s all right if you pray. Help others. “Improve yourself.” Go to therapy. And it doesn’t work.
You don’t have to be happy. I love you anyway.
delicioustacos 
pussy makes tacos happy but also unhappy.
tacos pushes a woman-shaped boulder up the mountain only for it to start rolling back down. he then pushes another, different woman-shaped boulder up the mountain.
if he has a son, his son will be a mini version of him, pushing a mini woman-shaped boulder up a smaller hill.
if he has a daughter, his daughter will become a boulder for some other guy.
try some mushroom gummies, a lot.
it’s alright to be ugly.
it’s alright to be stupid.
it’s alright to be poor.
it’s alright to be short.
it’s alright to be lonely.
it’s alright to be a loser.
it’s alright to masturbate.
it’s alright to be unhappy.
no one’s perfect.
it’s ok to have a small penis.
it’s ok to not own real estate.
it’s ok to buy crypto that goes sideways or down in value.
it’s ok to rarely ever travel or take vacations.
it’s ok to have a boss. at least you have a job.
it’s ok to spend hours staring at a screen, ruining your eyesight.
it’s ok to be genetically inferior.
it’s ok to stay home on NYE.
it’s ok to have a receding hairline.
it’s ok to feel insecure.
it’s ok to be attracted to poor, young brown women.
it’s ok to be yourself.
Dogs ripped up your cats. They slaked themselves on red ooze as the cats screamed.
Your love and care gave your cats a false sense of safety. Being near you, they felt safe and protected. Imagine the surprise of dogs prevailing on them right where they felt safest in the world; imagine the excitement of teeth sinking into red ooze as they screamed.
It sounds like you need another booster, old man.
https://honkfm.com/2320/spum-last-boostmas/
when i’m unhappie i just throw a couple Roman Salutes and listen to this (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j53YDo_ngYU). I’m not even white so it’s 109% kosher. this is not advice btw, it’s okie dokie to be unhappie :^)
your choice!!!
this is not life advice…
get red light aka cold laser device. full body one if you wanna get serious. listen to huberman podcasts. gary brecka. jre. cold plunge. get a legit one. full body. you are rich you can afford it.
this is NOT advice…
use 23andme, genealogy.com to find nearest relatives. do you have niece or nephew. get them to donate blood to you. pay them if you have to. transfer their young blood into your body. feel young and zesty again.
this is definitely not life advise!!
organic grass-fed pasture raised farm to table food ONLY. hire an in-house chef. half hour of grounding. ice cold naked yoga in the tundra while chanting positive mantras. then hot sauna, make sure the room is made of finnish or japanese wood. transcendental meditation with a transwoman guru. she’s legit because she once did a session with david lynch. fly to bucharest and get private war room consultation with tate bros. learn how to rizz for 2024. then have realisation that you must reject it as toxic and unnecessary. vibeshift into being a calm, loving person. donate more. volunteer. invite a ukrainian or palestinian refugee to live in your home. feed them love them clothe them. give and they will give back. hopefully they are a sexy female.
this is absolutely not advice directed at any particular person. but if you’re rich and full of love, you can do any of the above.
You left out the most important component: bathmate.
Pinays are getting swamped by “passport bros” now.
They now expect bigger and girthier.
happiness is bourgeious…
…seek joy in the little moments
you oughtta vacation in hochiminh city, see if the gr(ass) is really greener. maybe you like it maybe you don’t.