Hoodpreet
Send her 2-3 years pajeet pit and forget
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Yk what I mean? It’s not like I’m crying every day or something, heck I haven’t cried in YEARS. It’s more like I’m just… bothered. It’s like the mental equivalent of a sharp, persistent pain in a limb/appendage, to the point you just want that body part amputated.
I’ve talked abt this in more than one recent thread, but existence just feels so suffocating and mentally torturous. I’m suffering and stressing far more than I’m enjoying anything; I’m literally sustaining my existence at a deficit. It feels so pointless and stupid, and I just feel sick to my stomach waking up every morning and realizing once again that I’m cursed to this “life.”
I won’t see 30. Not a chance in hell
I’ve talked abt this in more than one recent thread, but existence just feels so suffocating and mentally torturous. I’m suffering and stressing far more than I’m enjoying anything; I’m literally sustaining my existence at a deficit. It feels so pointless and stupid, and I just feel sick to my stomach waking up every morning and realizing once again that I’m cursed to this “life.”
I won’t see 30. Not a chance in hell
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