Right? It's not that I want to die, it's just that I'm just ... ready. If I were met with a serious illness, I'd rather just go than spend a bunch of money trying to keep myself alive on a plane of existence I never signed up for in the first place. It's not that life is bad or anything, the world just isn't that interesting anymore. Maybe I just need a therapeutic walk through a historic town or something, or to be closer to nature for a day. Everything outside of my natural habitat is monotonous; people have become somewhat faceless to me because nothing makes any of them stand out. I am essentially bored with the human race, bored with the idea that I matter on a minuscule level to some of these jokers.
I'm not really sure how to explain it.
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You and I,
We were born to die.
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