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I should really kill myself. Life is painful

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do it then frog and live stream it too

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I can sympathize

>> No.18714899

amor fati

>> No.18714905

would only be another futile gesture in a lifetime of futile gestures

>> No.18714907

You have to suffer before success.

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Just kill the will instead.

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Clean your room.

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To be, or not to be, that is the question,
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.

>> No.18714997

It won't help, your soul is immortal unfortunately.

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We have no evidence non-life will be any better. Existence and inexistence might be equally antagonistic ontologically.

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>> No.18715219

It’s the kind of suffering that anyone who ever said that had in my mind. They had in mind the suffering of poverty, war, losing someone you live, debilitating illness. They didn’t have in mind the suffering of being an existentially lost NEET or office wagie with an upper middle class standard of living.

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