Well, I guess this is the end after all. There was a woman on here who told me I'm beautiful regarding a question about not having sex because of feeling of ugliness. You gave me a brief feeling of euphoria and closeness that no woman had given me in a written statement. You were incredibly beautiful but I am to blame for the standards which my mind has set which deny itself love that may be in abundance.
If you're reading this or found it through the magic of hearsay then I'm sorry we never met, if that is what you wanted. Though I won't hold it against you if you never wanted to, I'm not exactly a worthy individual after all, the sins are too hard to bear and I am the monster that I've condemned the most. I think I shall meet the end soon and I hope that my brain doesn't attain life in a later future because of technology for that will truly be the hell that everyone had talked about so much. I would probably wake up in the blink of an eye for during death, I'd have no sense of time or space. Goodbye, wonderful stranger.