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When you die everything is gone, there is no soul or something like that, you're just a fucking brain.
-> Life has no meaning, no afterlife or anything.
So I guess the perfect life would be one where you have fun each day till you die.
How are you supposed to have fun?
I shouldn't even think about these things. First-world-problems, at most. I'm pathetic, thinking about such things, while there is war and whatever elsewhere. I should be happy. I even worry my parents by being in my room all day (they say "go out have some fun with some friends", I say "I have fun"), although there is nothing wrong, they didn't do anything wrong. Also, I'm an asshole.
How do you enjoy the short time you exist? How can I stop pitying myself?
The gist of the story is, I'm a piece of shit. You don't need to read the above.
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