Wake up at 9 am

OP here, updated version

>wake up at 9 am
>read 15 pages of war and peace
>go back to sleep
>wake up at 11 am
>spend almost 2 hours on mindless internet browsing
>go running
>leave flat at 2 pm to go in to central London, walk around, browse the internet on my phone, and feel sad about life
>drink coffee at my usual place but it just feels pathetic to sit around now
>post fairly successful troll topics on fit and pol with a picture of a hot blonde to bait them in to admitting black pill truths (ugly people are doomed)
>go inside British museum but it was crowded with normies so I didn't stay for long
>walked through the university of London area, feeling sad at seeing young attractive people in the prime time of their lives
>go to British Library and it's the same as above, packed with Chads and Staceys
>told myself I'd not eat anything until 11 pm today because I binged yesterday but currently in McDonalds to stop feeling sad about being an ugly subhuman

OP I find your dedication to being the personification of Araby to be an inspiration

>or help me pull through
I can send you this gratis you pathetic subhuman.

Sometimes I wonder:
How does it feel that even other social outcasts consider you to be a bunch of pathetic, waste of space subhumans? No wonder that even normal people don't like nor accept you.

Save us time and kill your self on a shelve

This life sounds comfy as fuck. You get to read. Travel around. Goddamn all i do is sit at home and play video games with my gf. We never get out of the house.

It all turns to ash in your mouth when you have nobody close to you, no validation etc.

Stfu

Gib me your life

No you