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Rainork

Rainork

What a load of baloney
Mar 17, 2023
58
Personally, I believe in a higher self and reincarnation.
My hope is that I've learnt whatever I was suppose to learn in this lifetime and that I won't have to return to this earth anymore. (I wouldn't necessarily be against another life, I just can't stand humanity and being on planet earth anymore).
There's also a part of me that worries that these struggles are the lesson and that if I ctb I will fail the lesson and have to try again, hopefully if that happens it will be more bearable though.
 
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33K1LLM3

33K1LLM3

Pretty Girl, Sick Mind
Jun 28, 2025
112
A second chance at life.

I never got to live really, and my existence is based off resentment. To have a second chance at life means that I can be the person I wanted to be, and lived the life I deserved to have. At the end of the day I want my suffering to be over, but to get to live without the suffering, without the pain, would be the dream <3
 
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XKZyn

XKZyn

Member
Jul 27, 2025
21
Others want an afterlife with family they miss or friends they want to see again, as ideal as that sounds... I wouldn't be able to face them. I hope for me, not for others. It's like being deleted from existence. No thoughts, no feelings, nothing. Just gone. Forgotten. That's what I hope after death is like.
 
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4hours-of-goobing

4hours-of-goobing

New Member
Mar 31, 2025
2
i've fantasized about my consciousness being preserved in a time pocket right before death, where there is a singular, chosen memory looping over and over again, more vivid than life, and totally permanent. the last time i tried to CTB, before i met the people i consider my genuine confidantes and especially my closest friend and her roommate, it was interrupted by a suddenly imposed and vague image of a dim candle lit table in my mind, and the silhouettes of two friends i'd never met pressed against either shoulder.

and i'd want something like that, but the faces and voices filled in, and this time something real, something i've lived and stored inside of my being. in reality, i don't expect anything more than objective, cold nothingness. but that isn't something i'd be capable of consciously experiencing anyways.
 
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