Fucking Useless by Pathogen Enema

A brief glance toward the twin monoliths of self hatred. An unpleasant encapsulation of today's most fashionable mental illness.

I. Your reflection always seems to have an afterimage of failure. Breeding doubts whip the ground with their offspring. That same nightmare crawls nearer. It's looking straight at you, you can't ignore it for much longer.

II. A synergetic pressure apex at the emotional nadir, a volatile equilibrium between catastrophe and catastrophe. A human explosive of sorts, you appoint circumstance as gatekeeper to your ruin.

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