I could get through life, I just don't want to. The rational part of my brain that analyzes reality has for aslong as I can remember, has told me I am better off dead, and being in a fate worse that death is well worse than being dead. I just don't want to go on, as I have never regretted attempting- only failing and If I do go on most likely I will be in the same spot in ten years. So I have to push myself, to either finally go through with kill myself or somehow make my life worth living by my standards.
weedoge
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- Jul 12, 2018
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Your first sentence, I kind of feel this way, although my faith in even that is failing slowly. I feel that I could get by on welfare and isolating myself, but what good is that? Just gotta get some things out of the way, might take me a while, but I'll never have a career. Used to have big dreams then they became pipe dreams, fuck it. Sorry for your pain.
I couldn't help but think of the 80s movie and its soundtrack:
I can understand you. I can go through life, but I don't want to. It's not worth all the aggravation. The bad parts always outweigh the good, in sheer number and magnitude.
The cake is a lie.
The cake is a lie.
