ItsovERfucks
Proud misogynist
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Every morning, I wake up with an indescribable hatred. Every day, every fucking day, I wake up with the smallest glimmer of peace and relief for a few seconds, or if luck allows, a few minutes, before it all hits me. The fucking realization that this is my pitiful, ridiculous excuse for existence, and that I am still alive and suffering as a result.
Sometimes I wake up every day knowing that it would be the same as the previous days. Empty and lonely. I just don't want to wake up tomorrow, why can't I just die already.
Sometimes I wake up every day knowing that it would be the same as the previous days. Empty and lonely. I just don't want to wake up tomorrow, why can't I just die already.