Part of me has a masochistic streak that can sniff out weakness, incompetence and fear.
Was having a conversation with a stranger over social wholivesnearyou.
"Happiness is relative.
The higher the high, the deeper the drop.
But then again there's nothing modern medicine cannot fix."
"I think we live in a medicated society. I was referring to mood altering drugs like anti-depressants. You pop a pill and then suddenly don't feel like killing yourself. What rubbish. I believe in the power of the human mind. If you seriously need a pill to tell stop harming yourself I say you're better off dead cos you're just competing with me for oxygen."
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