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Where is the Exit?
Existence is a broken record,
round and round, it makes one
nauseous to have to put up
with the same shit over and over
again
Can we just fast forward and get to
the end?
if life is just doing the same shit over and over
again until you die,
what is the fucking point?
Why do we exist?
If we exist just to torture ourselves every single
day with the same sht.
Do not gloss over the facts,
this shit sucks and you know it does,
don't pretend happiness is a thing,
we all know the truth.
