Why do we live in a world where pain is considered “experience”? A “lesson learned”? Where thick water is a thing?
Helium is surprisingly difficult to obtain in any kind of appreciable quantity. But, I’ve finally secured enough to carry out my exit plan. I did a dry-run with a little bit of gas in a bag and became pleasantly light-headed to an almost euphoric degree. I am ecstatic to finally have a way out of Fiserv and this painful life for good. Finally found the off switch. I’m a coward but if nobody else cares about me or my pain, why should I?
My name is Julius Macwan of Lincoln and I’m a pompous priick. I act like I own the fuucking place by turning on the lights. I talk in Injun language behind peoples backs because I am so fuucking clever. I rank HIGH in the caste system and I know its meaningless in the US but I will act like I am better than you ANYWAY.
