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I want the life to leave my body. I want to feel myself dying. I want the feeling of freedom that comes with death.

Everyone is afraid of death and yet I am not. I instead have the crippling fear of growing old. My life is useless when I cannot use my body. Why would I live past 30?

But the really question is… why should I still live now?


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