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My flesh is disgusting.
Your flesh is disgusting.
Boils, sweat, veins, shit, goo, smells, tumours.. so on.
Everything can feel the pain. Our existence is defined both by the feel of pain and the fear of death. Everything around is always so uncomfortable and full of restrictness. Head always aches, brain leans you to sleep. The whole this all you know. Weakness, yes.
And also wishes and desires. I wish there were no such in my soul(?).
