Crematoryy
Autophagic Loneliness
- Feb 12, 2025
- 238
Your pains, your traumas, and your achievements are just irrelevant noise in a void that doesn't listen. You will spend your life trying to assign meaning to what is inherently empty, like someone trying to sculpt shapes in smoke that the wind has already dispersed. In the end, exhaustion will be your only real inheritance, and death, the spelling out of a sentence that never said anything.