The barrel of the gun fits perfectly down my throat

Suicide

Just for the sake of it. Just so that this fucking reality, that the fucking disgrace so unconsciously full of inflated ego called life can then suck my dead dick.

It would be my sweet revenge, and I don't care whatever is waiting to acquire my consciousness, it can go to hell with me, because if that's where I am going to, be the way through a fucking artificial intelligence thought experiment or by that all glorious God bastard, well I don't care, they both can also kiss my ass when I get there, I don't care anymore about anything, I just want revenge, life made this happen, and I didn't even get the chance to choose between existing or not, I feel like that is all one big existential mistake!

I can be killed, I can be tortured, I can be outsmarted, ridicularized, but I don't fucking care anymore, they will never put a finger on my brain, they can do whatever they want to my body, but that fucking, bitch ass motherfucker called life, well I just want that bitch to fuck itself, maybe try to sip its own dick once again and make another miserable being, then bring it down to this stupid bullshit world, and here I am, down the cummy, gelatinous womb of life, straight facing my ass because I am not out of the world, I am in the fucking inside, so I tell again, LIFE CAN SUCK MY VERY SHORT DICK, AND I AM VERY HAPPY OF MAKING SUCH STATEMENT, AFTER ALL, LIFE PRODUCED ME, SO I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR SUCH A RIDICULOUS CREATION AS THIS.