CroMagnonBoy
Angsty KV Teencel
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Make no mistake, I don't want to be here on this gay earth anymore. But I'm too much of a pussy to die, because whenever I think about taking my life, I begin to think about death. Since it seems like there is no afterlife, I become absolutely terrified of the prospect of ceasing to exist, for forever. It gets even worse when I think about if I'll still have neural activity left while my brain gets eaten alive by worms. If I die, I don't want my brain to still work while it slowly rots away. I don't want to still experience pain while I lay there helpless in the ground, unable to move, see, or do anything while my cognitive abilities decline until I merely exist and feel pain like someone with dementia.
TL;DR: I just want the pain to END, but I can't do it because I don't want to be reduced to nothing forever.
TL;DR: I just want the pain to END, but I can't do it because I don't want to be reduced to nothing forever.