subhuman
Fuck it, we ball
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Forty for me will come in 20 years. I am 20 now, and already I am getting sick of living. Routine is turning my life into a stale monotony; things are getting repetitive and tiring. I've done them so many times now they just feel like a chore. Like commuting, cleaning, washing clothes, brushing my teeth. I am sick of it already. Can you imagine how it will feel in 20 years? And the copes I used to be passionate about no longer give me joy. Like when you listen to a song too much and start to despise it.I am forty years old now, and you know forty years is a whole lifetime; you know it is extreme old age. To live longer than forty years is bad manners, is vulgar, immoral. Who does live beyond forty? Answer that, sincerely and honestly I will tell you who do: fools and worthless fellows. I tell all old men that to their face, all these venerable old men, all these silver-haired and reverend seniors! I tell the whole world that to its face! I have a right to say so, for I shall go on living to sixty myself. To seventy! To eighty!
I don't think its even worth it to get old. Life is only good when you are young. Fuck, I am still in my youth and already I can feel things getting shittier as I age. I'm just going to spare myself the pain and die at my peak. Sadder to watch these feelings die than never to know them in death.