I'm a cynical bastard, so excuse the following.
I loathe being patronized.
One of the few things worse than that? LIFE.
2020 is just another year for me, which is yet another year in which i regret surviving. Not a SINGLE month of my life has been worth this shitty existence.
And after YEARS of it, if one more person wants to claim that "Life will be worth it SOMEDAY", with no reciept, someone needs some sense curbstomped into them.
I've spent my years knowing I will NEVER be good enough. And guess what? I'm not. I'm dogshit and I know it.
I've spent years thinking and trying to avoid dying alone only to learn there is no one out there desperate enough for me.
It's just a shame knowing the only difference between dying now and dying later is the amount of suffering in between.
I loathe being patronized.
One of the few things worse than that? LIFE.
2020 is just another year for me, which is yet another year in which i regret surviving. Not a SINGLE month of my life has been worth this shitty existence.
And after YEARS of it, if one more person wants to claim that "Life will be worth it SOMEDAY", with no reciept, someone needs some sense curbstomped into them.
I've spent my years knowing I will NEVER be good enough. And guess what? I'm not. I'm dogshit and I know it.
I've spent years thinking and trying to avoid dying alone only to learn there is no one out there desperate enough for me.
It's just a shame knowing the only difference between dying now and dying later is the amount of suffering in between.