SuicideFuel Hit the bottle like crazy last night.

[Jeffery Epstein]

Woke up at noon today. Headache and nausea. I can’t stop thinking about my inceldom problems. They are the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about before falling asleep.

Last resort was getting dead drunk to shut my mind up for a while. So I was up last night several hours past midnight, downing one and half liters of cheap vodka. Tastes like shit, but it served it’s purpose: Getting me drunk. My brain finally stops dwelling on how shit my life is.

Finally, I blacked out. Blissful unconsciousness. Here I am free. No worries, no thoughts. Just black nothingness. Alas, as with everything good, it ends.

And now here I am, feeling like utter dogshit and can’t wait to be freed from this vile, evil reality.

 

[Ambatukam Alone]

That's quite the amount. A relatable post, I'm unfortunately sipping a lil sum as I type dis shih. Another option to temporarily shut off/dampen the default mode network running all yo shit is to meditate.