/lit/ - Literature

I encourage anons with their women troubles and say they are worthy and that rejection is a part of life. Meanwhile I see myself as wortless, and don't even know how to flirt. What a fraud am I.

In other news: Is meditation done improperly meaningless? A girl I know was telling me about how she practices it for 40 minutes each day and has been doing so by God knows how long, but she's one of the most self-absorbed people I've ever met.