@Ahmya Ketsueki I came back to fully read. Dude imagine telling a stranger and their family to die because you don't agree with their opinion. Tsk tsk, is this what your dad tell you? What a disappointing father, I feel bad for you.
Anyway, I actually like writing about death and the useless struggles of living :D
Here's what I write for you. You can tell me other stuffs and I'll think about writing about it. Maybe I should do the r4pe too but of course, it's to your own family members
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[Death]
Are you familiar with death?
You speak of it so easily.
If you wish death, you must first accept death.
Otherwise it's just cowardice and hypocrisy.
Have you seen a dead person before?
Have you touched one?
You probably do. You must've seen its processes before your eyes.
It feels like holding a wooden statue with a human texture.
It's cold, hard, lifeless, pale.
And then it will start going soft again, and then it'll bloat.
Flies will start swarming, laying their eggs that soon will turn to maggots that will then dine on you.
You're rotting. Your smell is like a mixture of spoiled meat and nail polish, your skin will marble as your blood settles and you'll turn purple.
Slowly, you're being broken down. Inside out.
And soon enough, your bones, your hair, your clothes are what will be left of you.
Everyone will eventually reach that point, that conclusion, including you.
