Join Date: May 2013
Location: The salty spitoon
A former work colleague of my sister who was a male 25 just bit the big kazumba by his own hand, relationship trouble, anxiety, depression, alcoholism, drugs being the potion, most probably a light seasoning of existential dread, its incredibly common, but to have such conviction (somewhat admirable) at a young age that it's never gonna get better, think of his parents the sacrifices they made to give him life (albeit selfish reasons by design) pregnant for 9 months, the joy at him being born, first day of school, first christmas, working a dead end job they hate to give their little smily bundle of joy nice things, so he can throw it in their face & swing at the end of a rope at 25, ahh the circle of life.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow,
A poor player that strut's and fret's his hour upon the stage and is heard no more,
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. - Macbeth