Crematoryy
Wandering endlessly
- Feb 12, 2025
- 158
My heart is aching as I write this. How long has it been? Two years since I first announced this would happen? This cardiovascular pain will kill me. Throughout my life I've had to resort to pornography and masturbation to have even the slightest sexual contact with women. It's always been lonely; no one has ever loved me; no one even knows I exist. I think when I finish writing I'll call an ambulance. My loneliness will be the cause of my pain. My addiction was a coping mechanism for the emptiness, for the suffering. Every day I wished I had someone by my side. I dreamed of it. Maybe the world will finally deny me one last time.