who decided life is a gift?
whats the return policy?
and no i don't have a receipt.
im sick of people who think life is this
beautiful,
precious
thing
that should be preserved at all costs,
to the point of caring more greatly about someone being alive,
rather than their quality of life
tell me,
what so wonderful about being alive?
or are you biased because of
your life-long conditioned Stockholm syndrome?
we all return to dust eventually,
inevitably,
and that's the only good thing about our whole existence.
it comes to an end.
maybe im just depressed,
but anyone who has a positive outlook
is spewing garbage platitudes.
i imagine what its like to be other people
and cry.
its too much.
all i can do is starve myself
and purge
and obsess over my body
and food.
I wish none of this was real.
simply
being conscious and realizing my existence
is too much.