Fuckism: Having expectations is like spreading your own ass cheeks for the world—then acting surprised when you get fucked.
Let’s not sugarcoat it—expectations without reality checks are self-set traps.
You open yourself up to disappointment, betrayal, failure, and then act shocked like the universe owed you something softer.
But here’s the truth:
The world doesn’t care about your hopeful timeline, your assumed effort, or your invisible contract with how things “should” play out.
You handed over your emotional control.
You opened yourself wide.
And you left the door unlocked.
That’s not fate. That’s on you.
So what do you do?
- Trade expectations for standards.
- Trade hope for preparation.
- Stop giving the world the angle—and start guarding your damn boundaries.
Because in Max Ren’s world?
You move smart, not soft.
And you never blame the world for stepping in when you were the one bent over.
