I don't want to do this anymore.
I have become old, decrepit and pathetic. I am an emasculated shell, no different than a zombie, except more cursed than them. I still retain consciousness, which is in itself a constant badgering of "what if's" and "could have's".
I won't wait until I care so little as to merely lie down on a random sidewalk. Is this the kind of life I should continue to cling to?
I do not want to live.
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