• 12 months ago
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I don’t want to commit suicide. I just want this all to be over with. I don’t want to have to feed myself, cloth myself, or need someone to touch me or hold me (forget about fucking me) or feel like shit anymore as the days turn into weeks and months and years. I don’t want to end up a bent, old, blind, deaf, pathetic nobody whose body is found after three days because nobody gave a fuck about him his whole life. Yes, I have three hundred “friends” on Facebook, but they are not friends, they are “people that I know.” Goodbye, perhaps next life is better than this one of horror and degradation and indifference – but hopefully my meaningless life will end in sweet oblivion. Fuck you, by the way.

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  • Join the club – life sucks, then you die. Some people are rich, some people have friends, some people are happy. Not us. Fuck us.

    Anonymous February 9, 2018 9:41 pm Reply

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