Its just a larp, with their gay ass skulls and candles decorated around their room and their goth dress bought from etsy. When I look at a corpse I realize thats gonna be me In a few decades. I feel the atmosphere when im inside a morgue and see these lifeless bodies ready to be cremated, all individualism gone, they're all interchangeable none of them are special when they get incinerated and their memories turn into ash. Foids, especially young foids dont look at death realistically, which is probably why they're constantly anxious.
