Yeah, I saw a fox the other day and was genuinely envious, seeing it freely and wander the streets at night seemed so beautiful, and blissful. The loneliness of its days, the solitary of its life, and the comfort of the night, made me incredibly jealous, at that moment I wished we could trade places.
I know longer want to be a conscious being, I'm tired of this place.
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it, I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone; in fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis. My punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
I have a passion, I’m basically saying I know how stupid I am and its upsetting I’m this self aware
Dont be too hard on yourself
There is no real purpose for life if not that. What else could possibly bring me more fulfillment within existing? Certainly not the customary of wealth and riches, nor emotional and mental stability attached to friendships.
I want to be punished for eternity by Zendaya's smooth soles.
Stomp me until I beg—wear me out until there are holes in my being; once at that point, continue harshly. Let her rancid foot odors engulf my senses and allow for my consciousness to transcend with pure splendor to Nirvana.
I am hers and only hers, yet I am nothing if not for her.
You just a lazy ass human bruh you need to get up off your ass and do something about it if you want it you have to put in the work nothing will ever come to you easy you don’t have that type of luck
Mfs don't wanna be human?
Out