Depression is a self absorbing narcissistic destructive cycle.... I don't think of others.. well probably not how I perceive that one should.
I don't want to a burden to others.. but that's I feel that I am... a regret... my biggest regret being myself...
the fucked up things I've done... how I continue down this path of deluded schemes and ideas of nowhere... that end up with nothing... I don't feel that I have any skills... and I don't think I've amounted to anything... but that one of the worst things about living in a capitalist society... what can you produce.. what have you amounted to...
we are at the end of the road... I'm at the end of the road.. I feel like it's been dead end after dead end.... jumping shark after shark with production quality being less and less with each succession... is my death the final end of a miserable series of unimportance and flimsy dialogue. Not even a deluxe blue ray enhanced edition...
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