Fuck being alive

I hope I die today

I hate life

I want to die 

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bats gnaw at the chewy vestiges of my pulmonary walls

Life is terribly depressing, that's why.

Like anyone with a heart or empathy, needs a reason to be unstable, depressed, suicidal or manic these days.  The idea of enjoying life is just taunted at us, and is also unattainable.  What's to enjoy?  We get a beautiful life on a gorgeous planet but continually make it the collective goal of man to suppress and smother that beauty.  We then spend most of our time feeling betrayed and hurt and saddened by that.  On individual levels, and as a species.   The only people that project happiness are the soulless, heartless, money driven, selfish, and particularly disingenuous kind.  They step on everyone and shine on with confidence as they take what they can get and behave as if it belongs to them and not the planet.  And all we get to cope with that is religion, alcohol, tobacco, pharmaceuticals and pornography?  And even then, there is always some form of policing from somewhere or someone once you start to find methods to cope.  Stay away from people.  If they can't observe your behavior,  then they can't attempt to spread their misery like the disease it has become.  Goodnight!