Its almost becoming a consistent thing. A cycle of having times of good and bad as always and then out of the blue posting on here. Yet I grow tired of it, for the things I want are clearly not meant to be. I've stopped exercising and now I am just going to stop eating soon. Rot and death to end the cycle once and for all. Found a nice place for my body and now all I need is a gun and I will have the means to finally put my plan into motion. Soon so very soon, I shall truly feel no more pain.
Even if I don't do it today, someday it will happen. Once I am in my 40th year it is a guarantee, as I told my mom that I would do it then if nothing else. For dying of old age does not appeal to me as its merely delaying what is inevitable and by then my nieces and nephews will have grown up and will be able to handle themselves.
I have these dreams sometimes which are hopeful only to awake and remember why its impossible. Dunno why I am even posting this, it is almost better to say nothing and let it be a surprise to everyone.
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When all the world is overcharged with inhabitants, then the last remedy of all is war, which provideth for every man, by victory or death. - Thomas Hobbes
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