be me

be 27 year old ugly beta loser nofriends autist with no friends or social experiences since school, no female attention ever, have never been to a pub, club, or party, and have no passions in life

woke up at 10 am

read a book

went to the gym

gave up on workout after a short time because I was so weak from coffee ruining my sleep (the gym is unbearable if I'm not lifting as heavy as I can- Chads and Staceys everywhere, really shitty music)

hot and sunny as fuck in London- Chads and Staceys everywhere

went to Shoreditch- Chad and Stacey overload (not even a figure of speech this time)

Shoreditch Town Hall is literally a nightclub

saw a hostel with a huge sign: "sleep with people from different countries tonight ;-)"

walked past but not in Brick Lane; not exaggerating when saying it was the Stacey singularity and I felt like an ugly shit stain on an Instagram picture

the pointlessness of "jus go outside bro!" has NEVER been made more stark

breathe a sigh of relief as I walk the short distance in to the Liverpool Street area, where the skyscrapers merely remind me that I'm a poorfag

currently drinking coffee

What is the point? I can't bear to stay inside my flat all day, saving tonnes of money and doing productive things, and so on, because it makes feel pathetic and like I'm wasting my youth. I go outside and it's like inhaling vapourised blackpills.