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What is this will to live? Why does it contradict human existence? We live lives that consists more of suffering than our ignorant respites of jubilation, yet we persist in crawling through the desolate morass of our existence in a complacent desperate hope of finding the next thing that will grant us our next short-lived fix of merriment as the feel-good junkies we are inevitably doomed to be.
I waited for 45 minutes but he only gave me 20 for my troubles. What strange one, that man with the surgery gloves.
They were streaming a contemporary soap on the ceiling TV in the corner, something about an anthropomorphic magic cat who can solve her master’s social issues, which reminded me of my own problematic three-year non-affair with a man with surgery gloves. 338 more words