Vermilioncore
permavirgin failure
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The day I was born
It was a very dark, depressing day. The infantile soul -- the newborn baby...will grow up to live a life of pain, torment, despair, loss, and grief.
While I was still a seed, I carried this curse with me. Once I was in the ampulla, I became the zygote of cursed hell. And I grew and grew in the womb along with my curse. Then after some months I exited my mother and entered the world with my ugliness. I grew up and this ugliness also grew. And now it metastasized. Because I am cursed, every aspect of my life is also cursed. I am the walking dead. I am a walking plague. My DNA is like deadly venom. I wish I never fertilized that egg. I wish a different sperm cell conceptionmogged me and took my place. I would have been non existent had that happened. But no. I won the only race of my life and earned only a death sentence.
It was a very dark, depressing day. The infantile soul -- the newborn baby...will grow up to live a life of pain, torment, despair, loss, and grief.
While I was still a seed, I carried this curse with me. Once I was in the ampulla, I became the zygote of cursed hell. And I grew and grew in the womb along with my curse. Then after some months I exited my mother and entered the world with my ugliness. I grew up and this ugliness also grew. And now it metastasized. Because I am cursed, every aspect of my life is also cursed. I am the walking dead. I am a walking plague. My DNA is like deadly venom. I wish I never fertilized that egg. I wish a different sperm cell conceptionmogged me and took my place. I would have been non existent had that happened. But no. I won the only race of my life and earned only a death sentence.
