Joelossus
high T af, and a psychopath
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- Mar 25, 2019
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Now hear me out, as much as i despise this life, i hate the fact, that someday i will most likely have to conscioulsy expirience the end of it.
I wish i could just peacfully die within my sleep.
In fact, i wouldn't even mind dying, if i were guarantied such a death.
But how many people are actually blessed with dying like this?
As fucked as it may sounds, but for the vast majority of us, our last moment here on earth won't be a pleasant one.
It's much more likely, that we will die suffering of some terrible illness, or starving to death because our bodies are too tired to support it's most essential functions.
There just doesn't seems to be a pleasant way out.
Our bodies and our mind force us to stay here, for as long as possible.
Just for us to fulfill some futile task, which is to procreate and cause even more suffering.
And yet, our last consious expirience, will most likely be a very vicious one.
Filled with anxiety of the unknown, and terrible existential dread. I don't want to have to expirience this, i just wanna stop to exist.
The knowledge that there is a date reserved for me in the future, which will be my last consious day here on earth terrifies me. I don't know how to make myself feel content with my fate.
Again as much as i hate life, my fear of the unknown is much greater.
Please help me!
I wish i could just peacfully die within my sleep.
In fact, i wouldn't even mind dying, if i were guarantied such a death.
But how many people are actually blessed with dying like this?
As fucked as it may sounds, but for the vast majority of us, our last moment here on earth won't be a pleasant one.
It's much more likely, that we will die suffering of some terrible illness, or starving to death because our bodies are too tired to support it's most essential functions.
There just doesn't seems to be a pleasant way out.
Our bodies and our mind force us to stay here, for as long as possible.
Just for us to fulfill some futile task, which is to procreate and cause even more suffering.
And yet, our last consious expirience, will most likely be a very vicious one.
Filled with anxiety of the unknown, and terrible existential dread. I don't want to have to expirience this, i just wanna stop to exist.
The knowledge that there is a date reserved for me in the future, which will be my last consious day here on earth terrifies me. I don't know how to make myself feel content with my fate.
Again as much as i hate life, my fear of the unknown is much greater.
Please help me!
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