Crematoryy
Wandering endlessly
- Feb 12, 2025
- 131
The end of the year brings with it crises of existential emptiness, because I feel the cycle of pain is starting again; I feel there is no progress, only tortuous repetition. I have existed for 23 years, half of that time has been filled with loneliness. I won't have a girlfriend to spend New Year's Eve with. Basically, I deserve to be alone because the world decided it should be so.