Pentobarbital_Plz
STOP HAVING KIDS!!!
- Oct 28, 2022
- 244
OH MY FUCK IT NEVER FUCKING STOPS
Thoughts!
Hunger!
Thirst!
Poop!
Advertisements!
People being born!
MEMORIES!
REMINDERS!
Phlegm!
Hot! Cold! Hot! Cold!
Odors!
Faces! Voices! People EVERYWHERE!
Stuff! Stuff! Come buy STUFF!
Apartmentjobtaxesbillsemailsforms!
Words, words, words!
Same songs!
Same jokes! HUMOR RECYCLED FOR DECADES, CENTURIES!
Night day night day night day night day night day LONG DREADFUL HOURS!
RELIGIOUS BULLSHIT!
LawsGovernmentRestrictionsRules!
JUDGEMENT!
ORGANS! HAIR! itchy…
BAD TASTE!
PAIN! Discomfort.
Ew
ANNOYING! EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING IS ANNOYING…
WAKE UP!!! It hasn't stopped!
I don't know how to express it. It just all keeps going and going and going and there's too many people in the world and I feel irrelevant and CRAZY!
It just KEEPS GOING!
I don't want anything from this world. What's there to want? The latest and greatest STUFF?
I've started fantasizing that someone might silently sneak in while I am sleeping—during the deeply asleep but not dreaming bit—and blowing my fucking brains out, or injecting N.
I don't want to be a physical organism.
The other day, I had a moment of panic and shouted "I don't want to take care of this body anymore!! Get it OFF OF ME!" And it just kinda freaked me out how there's no separating from it. It's a nasty burden that I've gotta actually drag around everywhere and other people can see it and think it's ugly and gross, just like I do.
I don't know why I'm posting this.
I have so many thoughts every day, like every one. I'm not special!
I just want to die during that period of sleep where we might as well be dead already. The part that feels like teleporting through time.
BUT FUCK OH MY FUCK IT JUST NEVER ENDS! Never STOPS!!!
Every moment is panic because I am just forced to go along with all this stuff that ONLY EXISTS HERE ON THIS STUPID PLANET.
I don't know what I'm trying to say.
I don't want anything…just to die in my sleep.
I don't know what people mean when they talk about a "better life".
It's TOO LONG and TOO MUCH!!!!!!!
Thoughts!
Hunger!
Thirst!
Poop!
Advertisements!
People being born!
MEMORIES!
REMINDERS!
Phlegm!
Hot! Cold! Hot! Cold!
Odors!
Faces! Voices! People EVERYWHERE!
Stuff! Stuff! Come buy STUFF!
Apartmentjobtaxesbillsemailsforms!
Words, words, words!
Same songs!
Same jokes! HUMOR RECYCLED FOR DECADES, CENTURIES!
Night day night day night day night day night day LONG DREADFUL HOURS!
RELIGIOUS BULLSHIT!
LawsGovernmentRestrictionsRules!
JUDGEMENT!
ORGANS! HAIR! itchy…
BAD TASTE!
PAIN! Discomfort.
Ew
ANNOYING! EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING IS ANNOYING…
WAKE UP!!! It hasn't stopped!
I don't know how to express it. It just all keeps going and going and going and there's too many people in the world and I feel irrelevant and CRAZY!
It just KEEPS GOING!
I don't want anything from this world. What's there to want? The latest and greatest STUFF?
I've started fantasizing that someone might silently sneak in while I am sleeping—during the deeply asleep but not dreaming bit—and blowing my fucking brains out, or injecting N.
I don't want to be a physical organism.
The other day, I had a moment of panic and shouted "I don't want to take care of this body anymore!! Get it OFF OF ME!" And it just kinda freaked me out how there's no separating from it. It's a nasty burden that I've gotta actually drag around everywhere and other people can see it and think it's ugly and gross, just like I do.
I don't know why I'm posting this.
I have so many thoughts every day, like every one. I'm not special!
I just want to die during that period of sleep where we might as well be dead already. The part that feels like teleporting through time.
BUT FUCK OH MY FUCK IT JUST NEVER ENDS! Never STOPS!!!
Every moment is panic because I am just forced to go along with all this stuff that ONLY EXISTS HERE ON THIS STUPID PLANET.
I don't know what I'm trying to say.
I don't want anything…just to die in my sleep.
I don't know what people mean when they talk about a "better life".
It's TOO LONG and TOO MUCH!!!!!!!