I genuinely wonder at times what some of these fucking insects live for. I wonder if their thoughts extend beyond today and how they see themselves in the not so distant future. When a human being has so little going for them, upon what promise and hope do they continue to exist? Im sure that it is objectively certain that that some of these fucking filthy and unimportant pieces of shits have absolutely nothing going for them. Mediocrity at best. For what fucking reason I wonder they continue their lives? What is the point of driving a normal car. What is the point of residing in an average house. What is the point of living life when they are so ugly? What are they looking for? I am genuinely curious as it makes no sense to me. When they wake up each morning… what are their thoughts? How do they justify their next day of living? Of so little value… how do they smile? How do they forget their reality? Why are they alive? There is NO POINT in their existence. Shouldn’t that be enough for them to stop living? I don’t like it when I don’t understand things… and I don’t understand this. So I hope…. That, if you may be that person. Another piece of shit with nothing going for you… no promise.. nothing but bullshit dreams from your bullshit life and your bullshit brain,,, just stop and think about it. There’s no fucking point? Why do u deserve to eat? Ur body is gona covert that in to energy and then what.. it provides energy to continue ur bullshit life? Why do you deserve to sleep, enjoy good weather and smile? You are a piece of shit… start questioning what your life means,, then maybe, you may just realize,, u should actually just go kill yourself? Like. This is. About you. Not about someone else, it is about you. Look down at ur hands.. ur veins.. really examine it. examine your body. you. your body. achieves nothing. u are so low. just fucking kill yourself. your immune system,, taste buds, fingernails,, digestive tract, all of it.. such a fucking waste on you yea? fucknig enough is enough. just fuking be considerate and kill urself