I feel unyielding hatred. Hatred for this world, for every living thing in it and mostly for me. I hate my existence. I hate every waking moment and most of my sleeping ones. What’s the point of going on? You can’t win in life and everyone will ultimately betray you. Every. Single. Person. Most everyone is a selfish, narcissistic a******. I can’t do this for another three or four decades, alone, abandoned hated and filled with anger, loneliness and bitterness. I’m done. I just want to curl up and cease existence. To have a second of peace before I go, to do no harm and not be harmed. But I do not wish the most people of this world well. They do not deserve it. The pain they have caused those who’s only crime, in their eyes, was to exist. Or those that see others as merely a resource to be exploited. I’m done with you. Im getting out of this world before I have to witness anymore of your evil s***. I know you’re unbeatable, irredeemable filth. I’m getting out.
