Worry.
Worry.
Worry.
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I'm going to be good all the way. I'm happy being dead knowing I'm not on the same plane of existence as these douche nozzles.
Well, not soon, I hope.
That's my escape route, too. I'm bloody old, and hoping to be dead before the complete collapse of everything. But I'm healthy, and Trump is really floorboarding us toward the end, so...
I've apparently seen the best the world has to offer. "Living in the lap of luxury" technology provides (excusing all the nightmares) and I'm not impressed. We can deal with all our external physical needs apparently but lord help us if we try to address the deep hurt and suffering we cause one another everyday.
Yeah, society is insane, and was even before Trump and his ilk. Everyone is at least a little fucked-up in the head, and the few people who seem fairly sane are probably just better at hiding their troubles. I've got e-hugs if you need one.
hoping to be dead before the complete collapse of everything
Same here. I'm also super-happy to be childless, as I couldn't imagine how it would feel to know that my children will have to face this shit.
But how can a non existent being be happy?
How can it be anything?
Sounds great to me.