Manaaja
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- Sep 10, 2018
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As you know, censorship around the world has been ramping up at an alarming pace. The UK and OFCOM has singled out this community and have been focusing its censorship efforts here. It takes a good amount of resources to maintain the infrastructure for our community and to resist this censorship. We would appreciate any and all donations.
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I had similar fantasies for a long time. After some reflection, I realised it was dually motivated by both the desire for death and the desire for meaning. Sacrificing oneself for another fulfulls both of those desires. It is a beautiful thing. One might call it sublime.I thought this thread could be interesting. Sometimes one might have a topic they want to talk about or just vent, but they might think it is not worth making a thread about it.
For example, I will start.
Earlier when I was taking a shower, I remembered something I had long forgotten and it made me realize I might have been wishing for death for longer than I thought. It was of my belief that I started wishing to die around my 15 years old mark or so, but even before that, I now remember fantasizing in my head about dying to protect/save someone. The someone in question would change, but they were usually my yearly school crush (I pretty much had a different crush every year when I was a kid). It is weird, isn't it? Even as a 10 years old or so kid, death was already a common thought for me. I wonder why...
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Anything goes, but keep it civil and no prejudice/hatred here, please. If the thread isn't interesting, just let it fade away — Eventually it will be buried by other new threads.
I appreciate your posts. Your character shines through. I tend to brevity so this is short.So....this is what my last days are like....wanting to die so badly, but delaying it temporarily for others sake. Everyone aware I can do it any minute but nobody trying to stop me and then there's the worst part....no close friends. Not one. Sad thing is, I saw it possibly ending this way a long time ago. Guess I really was right. I really am a completely disposable and worthless piece of trash and taking myself out is no different than throwing out the garbage....