I have a chip on my shoulder.
Figuratively, of course. Not literally.
I consider myself a benevolent and virtuous man; a man who is well-liked, a man who has self-respect; a man who doesn't break promises.
But as wonderful as anyone maybe, it seems that there will always be doubters, bitter people who cannot accept possibility of positive outcomes.
However, I am capable of dodging hatred left and right, sweeping negativity off my shoulders as if they were specks of dust.
As long as I believe in myself, I will be instilled with utmost confidence and blessed with impenetrable willpower.
I may or may not have clicked on a titty pic to scrutinize today, but it acted as motivation! Motivation to push me forwards and to remind me of the corrupted agenda of porn!
Today was another fairly easy day.