You make me want to move to Africa or somewhere where there’s people of the same kind. I’d love to go and take as many kids as possible and help them, give them clothes and all of that and then make them s*** my f****** d*** because God doesn’t exist, life is meaningless, and literally nothing, NOTHING in THIS F****** LIFE MATTERS. No matter what you do, when you die, you go out like a flame. There is no afterlife, there is no GOD. If there was why would he have created some fucked up species that literally destroys everything, creates chaos from nothing, and burns their own world down?? We are nothing but a plague. An infestation. The luck we had to have to get enough atoms in a cellular level to retain information and to create this word “Conscious” and think we have control over anything because we give them names and create these scales like we matter. We don’t. You don’t matter. There is emptiness, complete and utter absence of life when we die. Complete dark absence. Nothing. And you can’t imagine dying and not being able to live some other place so mortals created this massive scam to control people and make them less monster ours and animalistic of our very true nature. Yeah, it makes perfect sense to save the country by detonating a bomb that can destroy half the planet but f*** that guy for being a homo or black or anything different than the pieces of s*** minds that set the rules way back in f*** your cousin and get away it law days. When they were practically f****** their little sisters and if they told they called them a witch and they were murdered. It’s insane though, right? That if we look in history books they don’t tell you about the slaughters.. the murders.. the r****.. the slaves.. the s*** they did to make this world so fucked up that even if there was a God he/she/they/it wouldn’t f****** want anything to do with us just like we don’t want anything to do with the insignificant ants we pass on the sidewalk without helping them eat and live in peace.