The world is ugly.
There is no beauty in anything, except that one day it will end.
One day every filthy human will be gone.
One day I will be gone too.
When I'm gone will anything matter?
Will it matter that I ever hurt?
That I ever breathed at all?
It is all dark.
Suffering is useless, and harboring feelings of despair is useless too.
It is easy to hurt and difficult to be strong.
I don't know what to do.
Dreams and hopes are all damned.
It is cruel for humans to be given brains capable of wants.
Why aren't we like the other animals who have no desires?
I must keep moving forward.
I will forget everything.
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