graysme
Member
- Aug 31, 2024
- 24
Lately I've picked up this weird pattern:
I'm genuinely scared of people, and at this pace, I'd rather die alone than be with anyone at all. One of the reasons I want to go is the malice that controls and powers this world. Humans mostly seem driven by selfish and meaningless desires, and they're willing to do anything, even fucking others up, to get what they want. The human soul is rotten at its core, I hate being part of this awful species.
- I meet someone
- They say or do something that makes me fucking disgusted
- I pretend like I've heard nothing, but in my head I start thinking about them as fucking stupid
- My way of acting with them becomes as fake as a relationship between colleagues at work
I'm genuinely scared of people, and at this pace, I'd rather die alone than be with anyone at all. One of the reasons I want to go is the malice that controls and powers this world. Humans mostly seem driven by selfish and meaningless desires, and they're willing to do anything, even fucking others up, to get what they want. The human soul is rotten at its core, I hate being part of this awful species.