Venting Life killed me internally, but it won't kill me externally. That will be my job.

[letied]

From the bottom of my non-existent soul: Fuck you infinitely, life.

 

[Meh]

I and many people feel the same, friend. Any old part of me that was capable of experiencing a level of pleasure that would make life worth it, was eroded a long time ago by life itself. Its a just a matter of making the outside match the inside now really.

 

[WornOutLife]

Yes, f*ck this unasked goddamn existence!

 

[ClownMe]

Life can suck a big one

 

[FuneralCry]

I feel the same, I have already died mentally. I feel so detatched from this world. I feel like ctb is our way of gaining control over a life we did not ask for. It is a way to spare ourselves from further suffering. The thought of non existence is a beautiful thing.