Crematoryy
Wandering endlessly
- Feb 12, 2025
- 154
I am alone, without an interlocutor to know my thoughts. I am a consciousness confined to an undesirable material existence. I will never understand why I was destined for a solitary life, even knowing how easy it always was for them, who never felt the lack of human touch. They don't need to rationalize their own existence because they are constantly confirmed by each other.