You can attempt to fill your void of loneliness with whatever you want.
Baseball cards, sports, drinking at a run down bar.
But nothing will fulfill the emptiness like marching into the unknown with your brothers carrying swords and torches.
That world was stolen from us.
Imagine you work a 16 hour shift at a kebab shop, and on your way home you manage to enter the train without getting hit by it, only to end up getting terramogged by a chad who’s eager to post it all over social media.
The world is ending, the jews run everything, our women are subjected, testosterone is plummeting, the buildings are ugly, but we will fight regardless
The world is ending, the jews run everything, our women are subjected, testosterone is plummeting, the buildings are ugly, but we will fight regardless