dip, dipping, crashed. my driving confidence levelz are just...assmazing, yaw~ wtf happened?!??? I blame the ease with which human beings (especially those residing in this wonderful red dot) criticise. I blame the inherent bochapness from the male forebearer (who is supposedly in charge of ensuring the levelling up of said skills but honestly we both (Mother Superior & I) know that it's definitely getting us nowhere (except, perhaps, an accelerated path towards HBP)). this is bullshit. utter bollocks.
"oh, so it makes you happy that laocikopeks are staring at you, huh?"
"they're born with dicks male. naturally they'll objectify me stare, regardless."
what went wrong along the way. deep down everyone knows what went wrong. in this instance, it's so far back in my head that it's too much effort to try and unearth to fathom. so let sleeping dogs lie.
"你觉得我是个失败吗？ *do you think I'm a failure?*"
for making her have even a trickle of doubt in herself, this I will never forgive

well, if it was power you wanted, you sure got it. a nation of humjis who would never think to defy you (or at least forever be weighed down by too much narcissism-induced inertia). one step forward, two steps back.