yes celebrate.
u were born in a day like this some years ago.
tell everyone.
enjoy it when they wish you a happy birthday.
but u wanna know the truth ?
I'll tell u. No one gives a fuck.
Do u know y they wish u ?
It's because they wanna exploit u, u walking sack of meat.
Ur suffering existence matters to them only because it means something for them. Something they can benefit from. Something they can use in order to gain something.
One day the inevitability comes. And u are gonna be dead.
U know what happens then ? People are gonna gather around ur now dead sack of meat and look at u.
Then u are thrown away to rot.
No one's gonna visit ur grave. People even gonna forget where ur grave is.
The children u have brought into this monstrous world so u can suffer with them together, they are gonna remember u for a while and their children if they were unlucky enough to be born while u are alive, and then what ?
In 2 generations time u are gonna be forgotten completely.
Everything u have said, everything u have done, none of them gonna matter.
U will become another sack of meat who happened to walk on this earth.
No one's gonna miss u, no one's gonna give a flying fuck if u existed or not.
u are as well as non-existed.
then y the fuck people celebrate their birthdays ? their weddings ? or graduations or any kind of event ?
it's because we want to fool ourselves.
we are too afraid to face the truth.
that we, our lives and everything, are useless, meaningless and should be dead.
we want to believe that we are special, people care about us and our birth is something so special so that people need to rejoice on our birthday.
we are too afraid to accept how useless we are.
how meaningless our existence is.
don't celebrate ur birthday.
don't celebrate anyone's birthday.
it's not special.
U don't matter.
I don't matter.
No one matters.
contemplate on ur existence today.
contemplate if there any meaning to ur existence.
meditate on ur death.
everyone's gonna forget u.
I don't wish u a happy birthday.
my empty words are not gonna make this any better for u.
stop deceiving ur self.
just go and die.
that's what we can do and that what we are doing.
thank u.
u were born in a day like this some years ago.
tell everyone.
enjoy it when they wish you a happy birthday.
but u wanna know the truth ?
I'll tell u. No one gives a fuck.
Do u know y they wish u ?
It's because they wanna exploit u, u walking sack of meat.
Ur suffering existence matters to them only because it means something for them. Something they can benefit from. Something they can use in order to gain something.
One day the inevitability comes. And u are gonna be dead.
U know what happens then ? People are gonna gather around ur now dead sack of meat and look at u.
Then u are thrown away to rot.
No one's gonna visit ur grave. People even gonna forget where ur grave is.
The children u have brought into this monstrous world so u can suffer with them together, they are gonna remember u for a while and their children if they were unlucky enough to be born while u are alive, and then what ?
In 2 generations time u are gonna be forgotten completely.
Everything u have said, everything u have done, none of them gonna matter.
U will become another sack of meat who happened to walk on this earth.
No one's gonna miss u, no one's gonna give a flying fuck if u existed or not.
u are as well as non-existed.
then y the fuck people celebrate their birthdays ? their weddings ? or graduations or any kind of event ?
it's because we want to fool ourselves.
we are too afraid to face the truth.
that we, our lives and everything, are useless, meaningless and should be dead.
we want to believe that we are special, people care about us and our birth is something so special so that people need to rejoice on our birthday.
we are too afraid to accept how useless we are.
how meaningless our existence is.
don't celebrate ur birthday.
don't celebrate anyone's birthday.
it's not special.
U don't matter.
I don't matter.
No one matters.
contemplate on ur existence today.
contemplate if there any meaning to ur existence.
meditate on ur death.
everyone's gonna forget u.
I don't wish u a happy birthday.
my empty words are not gonna make this any better for u.
stop deceiving ur self.
just go and die.
that's what we can do and that what we are doing.
thank u.
