Despot’s honeypot 666

I am fundamentally undesirable & any semblance of physical attractiveness is fraud & deception, & if I ever want to be honest, I must make myself monstrous

Everyone is God and I’m in hell

The world doesn’t need another fucking idiot taking up space and thinking their thoughts need to be heard

Looking down, trembling on my hands and knees

What if I have a baby and have to kill myself because I’ve failed them so miserably that dying would be less traumatic for them than my continuing to live?