Life has fucked, cracked my mind, body, soul and spirit, l only have consciousness left
Why do l have to be tortured by people’s negative energy, by the weather (too hot or too cold), by neighbours dogs barking for hours, and the list goes on
I want to be free but if this world is a prison, how can l?
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Life is a slow acting poison. Life is a parasite. Life has no mercy.
Life will devour your soul.
It’s all going to be over soon
I’ve wondered the same, I came to no other conclusion than suicide. I think of this very often. It used to be less of a prison and more of a dream to shape. Now it is just a prison.