Life is filled with misery, dread and loneliness. There’s no joy, pleasure or satisfaction. It is something to exist, but merely breathing and waking to do the next day’s empty tasks is not my idea of a life. Existing only to get a paycheck to pay the bills until the next paycheck, is not a life. I just had a birthday and my wish for this one is the same as the last: let there not be another.
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