God, what did I fall into? What am I doing with my life? Aren’t I doing the most stupid thing possible with my life?
Sometimes I have utter, complete contempt for … everyone alive. Including me. Most of all me.
Do you know why we’re here on Earth? To learn how to despise what we are, so we can be someone else.
I don’t even loathe myself very interestingly, not like you philosophers. You’re very good at that. You’re virtuosos.
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