What makes you happy?

What makes you happy?

I'm learning Japanese and lifting weights everyday. As long as I do this I am happy.

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That's cute user. We should workout and get sweaty together, maybe nut on my legs in the shower. Oo la la.

Shitposting on Jow Forums and working is giving me much pleasure.

The creative act, especially writing or editing films. So rarely do I get to do the latter, and because I'm a borderline Hikki with depressive (i.e. repetitive boring thoughts) I don't have enough inspiration or variety in my life to inspire original thoughts, and thus can't be bothered with the former since I just write the same bland shit over and over again rather than writing something aesthetically and creatively daring and different.

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drawing, bouldering, gyu tan don
it's very nice

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>We should workout and get sweaty together, maybe nut on my legs in the shower. Oo la la
I find it immensely amusing that Jow Forums has become this casually gay.

I'm happy when I'm reading something that stimulates my imagination.

I want to learn Japanese too so I can read more stuff but it's hard to get into the habit.

i have always been casually gay

how do robots learn languages without anyone to practice with? i'm trying to learn russian with duolingo and it does some things well but it's not a comprehensive enough way to learn a language.

Opiates and candy. Music and film too, but these days I can barely bring myself to even indulge in those without a hit of synthetic dopamine. The sad thing is that I don't think there's any path in life I could have taken that wouldn't have eventually led to this. I've been an addict since I was a toddler- first to Disney VHS, then to Gameboy and food, then to food and music, then to food and alcohol, then to lifting and spending money on garbage, and now here we stand. Even still when I'm in between money for drugs, I'll revert back to bulimia, which I thought I would have outgrown years ago. Everything, everything in excess...

There's always that group of militant dipshits who say we're just down a rabbithole of prison-gayness, but when you think about it, wouldn't it make sense that we've failed so much with women BECAUSE we're incompatible with them? A real chicken or the egg question