I live near a river with a nice path and a few parks/benches along it. Recently I've started to ride my bike along this path in the afternoons as a cope and attempt to stop rotting.
Usually along the path I see single women and boomers walking their dogs but what I saw todaywas a cinematic, potent suicidefuel.
Today I slept in as its a Sunday and I couldn't manage to go out until later in the evening.
You have to imagine, a zombie complexioned subhuman truecel riding a bike as the sun sets over the river, with EVERY BENCH FILLED WITH YOUNG COUPLES HOLDING HANDS, SITTING TOGETHER AND SHARING AN ROMANTIC AND INTIMATE MOMENT.
Usually along the path I see single women and boomers walking their dogs but what I saw todaywas a cinematic, potent suicidefuel.
Today I slept in as its a Sunday and I couldn't manage to go out until later in the evening.
You have to imagine, a zombie complexioned subhuman truecel riding a bike as the sun sets over the river, with EVERY BENCH FILLED WITH YOUNG COUPLES HOLDING HANDS, SITTING TOGETHER AND SHARING AN ROMANTIC AND INTIMATE MOMENT.
