Why do I live like this? used to think something will be really

You're 20, lad. Enough time to do all you want to do. The first step is actually starting what you want to do though

do you have a cute butt

open kebab shop and sit in it for 15 hours a day

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>>1984255

>>1984255
This post is so lacking in self awareness it's comical. You may as well say "I used to think something will be really different but I'm already 16 and I'm nothing!"

>>1984255
>Why do I live like this?

>i'm not special. i'm not skilled at anything.
>i didn't gather any money
>i didn't go to college
>i didn't go to work
>i didn't practice something.
>i didn't travel anywhere.
>didn't make any friendship.

You answered your own question.

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>>1984255
>now i'm 20

omfg it's too late op you're kicking the bucket anytime now.

>>1984255
>I didn't do anything
>I'm still the same

Keep doing nothing, everything will be different when you're 30. Trust me.

>>1984255

What do you want to do?

now i'm 20.
and i'm nothing. I wasn't changed.
i'm not special. i'm not skilled at anything.
i didn't gather any money
i didn't go to college
i didn't go to work

i didn't practice something. i didn't travel anywhere. didn't make any friendship. just been stuck in my room as usual.
i'm all grown up and wtf what's changed?

Well, what changed was the day I sold everything I had. Every possession. With my tablets last 5% of battery I put everything into bitbean. Tattooed my bittrex username/pass on my arm and left to travel the world.

My eyes opened to the wealth of amazing experiences, I sold t-shirts in Paris, worked at a bar in Thailand, made love to a stranger on a beach in Bermuda. I started to love every second of my life. Gone were the memories of my dreary first 20 years. I was truly alive. Another 10 years passed and whilst working as a freelance photographer in New York I fell in love with a beautiful young girl. She became pregnant 6 months into the relationship and we were so happy. Whilst we're were having coffee she expressed concerns that we would need a bigger apartment and a new car. I told her to come for a walk down town with me. "Why are we going into the bitb global bank?" she asked. "Wait and see" I said. I asked the concierge for a terminal and help making a transfer, she led us to a private room . Within 15 minutes I had transfered 79.2 million USD to our accounts. She looked at the account balance, unable to comprehend how rich we were. She threw her arms around me crying with happiness and in that moment, I realised.

I'm not nothing. I have changed. I was special.
I'm 30 now and what's changed?
Everything.

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>>1984386
8/10 best shill so far

>>1984386
lol.. nyEECE

>>1984255
that pic looks kinda comfy, i'd want to live there tbqh

>>1984386
>tattooing your username/pass on your arm where everyone can see it
>implying your account didn't get siphoned within the first year
Shoul'da had it tattooed underneath your tongue, dude.

>>1984255
do a flip, faggot

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>>1984736
Pls no. Almost watched my buddy an hero. We all stooped working to watch him climb out and cut a branch with 0 saftey gear. I tool this pic, yelled that, and he chickled and almost fell to his death