Kisney.iq
Kindnesspill
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Sometimes I wonder if life is really anything more than waiting to die. We wake up, go through the same routines, grow older, and one day it all just ends. It feels like we’re all human countdowns, slowly ticking toward something unavoidable. And when I think about how in 200 years nobody will probably remember our names, our faces, or the things we worried about, it makes everything feel meaningless.
People talk about purpose like everyone is supposed to have some huge reason for existing, but most of the time life just feels temporary and insignificant. Entire lives disappear with time, like they never happened at all. It’s strange knowing that one day everything I know, every memory and moment, could just fade away completely.
But here I am rotting and ruining my life by being on suicide forums all day long, so who am I to talk?
People talk about purpose like everyone is supposed to have some huge reason for existing, but most of the time life just feels temporary and insignificant. Entire lives disappear with time, like they never happened at all. It’s strange knowing that one day everything I know, every memory and moment, could just fade away completely.
But here I am rotting and ruining my life by being on suicide forums all day long, so who am I to talk?
