accelerationist
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Right now i wish i could hug someone right before the norwood reaper devours me whole and rips my fake nichemaxxed identity right off my fucking face.
But that is not gonna happen, as im alone on this one. And it is coming soon and or later, every day its one less cope in my life, some of my innocence shredded away. Youthfulness and comfortability, i lose parts of me that were once loved
I don’t have much of a choice, it’s all “thinning” out and drawing away, everything dear to me shredded away right infront of my face every waking second of my life. I am losing my entire life and soon my youthful looks, what after then? I will just be an ugly balding man, there’s nothing to feel towards him, he’s just there wherever you are. Unnoticed, as life don’t want him to be seen and acknowledged as part of its reality. Its what im soon to be and im not ready for this, inescapable nevertheless i cry for myself really its all that i can do. No one dear to hug for a last time, to feel young for a last time there’s noone there to see me as i am right now. Im alone and afraid, accepting of my own inceldom and subhumanity not by smoking a cigarette and looking cool but by playing dbd all day and jerking my dick off. Im not a cool actor in acceptance, all will forget me and when they see me i will be the nobody in the background with no hair and nothing individualistic about him, fuck people that are into fashion. They’re just like me but that they won’t admit it
But that is not gonna happen, as im alone on this one. And it is coming soon and or later, every day its one less cope in my life, some of my innocence shredded away. Youthfulness and comfortability, i lose parts of me that were once loved
I don’t have much of a choice, it’s all “thinning” out and drawing away, everything dear to me shredded away right infront of my face every waking second of my life. I am losing my entire life and soon my youthful looks, what after then? I will just be an ugly balding man, there’s nothing to feel towards him, he’s just there wherever you are. Unnoticed, as life don’t want him to be seen and acknowledged as part of its reality. Its what im soon to be and im not ready for this, inescapable nevertheless i cry for myself really its all that i can do. No one dear to hug for a last time, to feel young for a last time there’s noone there to see me as i am right now. Im alone and afraid, accepting of my own inceldom and subhumanity not by smoking a cigarette and looking cool but by playing dbd all day and jerking my dick off. Im not a cool actor in acceptance, all will forget me and when they see me i will be the nobody in the background with no hair and nothing individualistic about him, fuck people that are into fashion. They’re just like me but that they won’t admit it
