>>10051599
>there's someone around to actually care when I'm old
That's such a meme. You know, my parents are going to rot in a nursing home because I despise them. There's no guarantee your kid will stick around. You'd be better off sticking the money you would have spent on the kid into some investment fund, then hire your own damned nurse. Or a bullet to the head at ~60.
Everything I like is incompatible with children. Clean tidy spaces, quiet, peace, sleeping 8 hours a night, having money, living mobile and minimalist, having nice things, /lit/... A kid would just come in and fuck my life up, and I'd be a glorified kindergarten warden. Better things to do with my life than surround myself with shit, vomit, electronic kid's toys that boop and beep all day, picture books about moralfag dogs or bright blue cats, running around cleaning behind some little shithead and keeping him from darwin awarding himself. Plus the whole destroying your pussy/belly/tits/everything. It literally steals all the nutrients right out of your body, both in pregnancy and breastfeeding. Those are my nutrients! Kids are such annoying retards, too. Being with normalfags makes me feel like my IQ is dropping, imagine if my life was talking to some toddler who says stupid shit all the time and constantly needs your attention to listen to him say the dumbest shit ever with a shit eating grin like he's clever.
The only kids I like are those quiet asian ones who spend 8 hours a day practicing piano from age 3 onwards. And I'm sure they're little shits when the camera isn't looking, too.
I just see zero benefit and a whole lot of bother and stress and cost and work. I'm going to kill myself at 60, I never feel lonely, I don't like being near other people, I don't care about my "genetic legacy" or other bullshit, don't think kids are cute, don't desire love/affection, and don't want to dress up some little fashion accessory and drag it around with me. What's the point of kids?