Abort!
No two dead things are unalike.
- Jan 3, 2026
- 53
My joints ache constantly. My back always hurts. My mind ruminates all the days away. But what hurts most isn't the physical aspect of pain. It's the sense of self, or lack thereof. The complete destruction of my worth, as I have experienced and as is evidenced by my long-standing isolation. Life has always just been one big humiliation ritual.
I have nothing of value left to give to this world. I have nothing people can use me for. I am just a used up juice box, sucked dry, discarded like trash and left alone to decompose in a trash heap. I don't think there's much else that can be done without the prerequisite of a miracle.
This world is predictably contemptible in its nature. Predatory and slimy. Disgusting and conditional. Fake and deceitful most of all. Human nature, as I have experienced it, is completely selfish. 'For thyself, by thyself, only myself'. 'Rules to thee, never for me'. I remain utterly unconvinced that this place contains any relief for someone like me.
I have nothing of value left to give to this world. I have nothing people can use me for. I am just a used up juice box, sucked dry, discarded like trash and left alone to decompose in a trash heap. I don't think there's much else that can be done without the prerequisite of a miracle.
This world is predictably contemptible in its nature. Predatory and slimy. Disgusting and conditional. Fake and deceitful most of all. Human nature, as I have experienced it, is completely selfish. 'For thyself, by thyself, only myself'. 'Rules to thee, never for me'. I remain utterly unconvinced that this place contains any relief for someone like me.
