Xenomata

Man, I'm just glad it's mostly over. I hate both Clinton and Trump anyways.

...also kinda glad a certain person can't be a babbling annoyance anymore. Since... ya know... he isn't using the standard avatar...

...hah hah! It's so funny!
...I don't get it, what's the joke.

U don't think hillary=killary will win in this election if so america is gonna be in trouble .

If you are so worried about it then go here:https://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/2016-general-election-megathread-clinton-v-trump.28703/page-811 and convince these people why Hillary is bad.

The true question is how screwed is America after the elections.

Cause right now Trump may as well be the plague and Clinton may as well be a serial killer.

"Vote for the lesser of two evils!"

Yeah no, how about not vote for evil at all.

Death.
The idea that I will die, and I don't know if it will be of old age, diabetes (type two), being struck by a car while crossing the street, having a heart attack while doing nothing, literally falling over dead for no reason...
People and their ability to think, because they probably hate me and have many different ways to think that I am a waste of existence, even though I probably only just passed them on the street for the first time in my life and will never see them again.

And while the above is completely real, as will be the below, you will think I am a sad, sad thing when you see the below...

Human bonds.

Friendship, love, family, the whole package. I am deathly scared of it and to this day have no friends, have never been romantically interested in someone, can't hold a casual conversation to have pleasant conversations, hell I don't even have a god-forsaken WAIFU.

You know, even the slightest interest in a bunch of pixels/3D models that resemble something female.

I am scared of what such bonds would do to me, how they will change me, how they will hurt the one I supposedly care about, and then losing them BAM just like that. They're moving away and we won't see each other until we happen to be in the same retirement home. We suddenly hate each other. They were caught in the middle of a shooting at a mall and was one of the casualties. The idea of them not being real and not even being someone who could exist in real life.

...yeah I am a sad existence. Which is why I laugh. At myself, you, your dog, that one guy from the forums, everything really. Cause it's kinda sorta driven me crazy.

Did I mention sad existence? LAUGH.