Hey, the end of the world came for a lot of people in
September...
See, the problem is that I realize that life is a constant series of disappointments, crushing defeats, petty revenges, upheavals and routs, loathed outcomes manifested, horrifying choices, antagonism and misery, lonely torment, anxiety and despair, a despondent sorrow that cannot break. Life is the darkness that only death itself can quench. The pain of existing outweighs the anguish of angst-ridden desolation in all ways.
HAPPY THURSDAY!!!!!