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Rationalizing to a batshit crazy terrible world why reproducing is the worst thing you can ask of me
This has been nagging at me ever since I've gotten married to the ONE person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I do not need a third, hungry, loud, needy miniperson in that mix. It is to the point where I want to tell all of my relatives and friends, weepingly, that I am barren ( Read more... ) -
nil
Death in itself is just an event, incapable of villainy or mercy. However heartbreaking, the only forward course of action is to accept what it has wrought and move on. Many people say, with euthanasia in mind, how they would be far too sad to work in my field and deal with what they imagine to be daily tears and nights awake. But it is rare that ( Read more... ) -
Mmmyeah!
I saw a video of some guy going apeshit at abortion protestors for humiliating his already emotionally strained wife after having her dead baby removed from her womb so she wouldn't pass a stillborn and endanger herself by carrying DEAD TISSUE in her fuckin' WOMB for however many days until birth. Even if she simply aborted living tissue, he would ( Read more... ) -
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Reading more books ( Read more... ) -
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And may the record state that I dislike myself terribly always, but I try to keep a step ahead of myself and trick me into thinking I'm a modicum of likable and reasonably dependable ( Read more... ) -
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Will intention paint our actions or wash off with cold water ( Read more... ) -
Call it education, all those books I didn't read
There are those out there who I'm convinced would not remember the last time they had an honest dialogue with themselves, much less any living breathing being. Does that equate to honesty and lose the blame to inconsequence? Does belief in dogma make it true and assuage your guilt, steel your judgement ( Read more... ) -
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People who fuck their worlds up are rarely there to pick up the wreckage of their influences.
I feel like I am externally trying too hard to be normal and internally failing.
I am not genuine therefore to either side of my shell.
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I don't know what my purpose is in relation to anyone.
Painfully nonfunctional. Inhibitory.
And all of a sudden there are so many more factors.
And each hour of purposelessness, dependence, and restraint is absolute murder.
I should use a pencil.