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.