The parents are incredible.
i only need them for the cash.
if they die, I'll probably feel nothing much, unfortunately.
Ungrateful?
perhaps.
but all things considered, i don't really care for the life they gave.
people are so fixated on: you should be grateful you are living,
you're lucky, you're healthy.
i propose this: if I'm so lucky, why am i suffering?
If I'm so lucky, why do others feel that luck for me/you?
and I feel the converse?
interesting. I didn't ask to live,
but maybe the soul i have no memories of did.
Fuck it then.
Fuck it.
