fucking weaklings
 
 
When you come home exhausted by the burden of existence, unsure of whether you're living a truely meaningful and authentic life as yet another day passes by and you're nowhere closer to fulfillment - you realize you can never escape the doubt, regrets, missed opportunities, failures and the meaningless, minor tragedies that over time nevertheless take their toll on your psyche, haunting your every action for your delusional self will never know what to make of your life before it dissolves into nothingness.

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JoelKanoe 7 Aug, 2016 @ 12:09am 
nice head:spelunky: