Post by tundrawolf on Jul 28, 2024 10:50:22 GMT 9.5
I am completely alone. There is no thing and no one I can trust.
The only thing that mattered to me in my existence was ripped away from me
I am not allowed revenge on those who victimized me
I am a literal slave. I only exist to fulfill a purpose, and I must fulfill that purpose or face an endless existence of horror
The cruelest thing that was done to me was to convince me I had any agency whatsoever
My will, though passionate, only exists to torment me it seems, as if I am not a slave to those who would destroy me, I ama slave to those that created me
This life was created to be as cruel as possible through endless contrast of hope and enslavement, either as punishment, or to make me stronger so my masters can use me as a more effective slave
This realm is one of perpetual horror, at the expense of the innocent who are continually tortured as sacrifices to bring the unworthy into more power and enjoyment
I am completely alone. Outside of some states facts here, nobody, including God is going to help me, the only thing, as I said, that made this existence worth it was ripped from me
The cruelest thing you can do is to give hope to a being who is fated to be a slave against their will, or to face abandonment in a wretched, empty and dry realm forever
Post by tundrawolf on Jul 28, 2024 11:25:56 GMT 9.5
I regret allowing thees puppies to be brought onto this world. It was under false pretenses I feel. And now they likely have to face similar desolation dynamics that I am enduring
The cycle never stops, does it. It's self perpetuating