Smile at your baby while your fat flap hangs over your smelly hairy genitals. You've created despair and death. Ahhh... the pride. Now go take a shit and forget to think about decomposition and death. Good robot, good robot.

Fat food court moms coo at their diaper swarthed babies bubbling masticated mush out of mucusy mouth-holes. Oh, the wonder of nature, created by the joy stick stench of genitalia. Now let's go visit deathbed gurgling granny and her bed pan. Ah, the generational gift continues.

The truly, despicably demented are those who willingly breed. Those who, with soulless smile, witness death's impending rot, and life's salient anguish, yet still thrust and jam stench filled seed together to inflict the horror of existence onto another being.

#antinatalism

Congratulations, you are the suffering experiment of someone's sloppy, slurpy genitals

Parabéns, você é a experiência de sofrimento dos genitais desleixados e desleixados de alguém.

We walk as decay. No matter the distraction, no matter the lie: Religion, reproduction, riches. We are decomposition, dust, disintegration. We walk as decay.

Women who want careers and kids. So a thing that sucks your soul dry AND a career. Jokes aside, it's all bullshit. Careers are bullshit, motherhood is bullshit, life is bullshit. But, humans are stupid. And they love bullshit.

Genitals are ugly. Periods are gross. Childbirth is disgusting. Jizz is nasty. The stuff that keeps this cesspool going is made up of the smelliest, sweatiest, nastiest shit. Nature is repulsive

Breeders don’t even know how evil they are

Birth

Life is a cult, To which we are born, Everyday to us we are scorned, Conned by the world, In a non-consensual game, Acknowledging we hate it we are made to feel ashamed, Existence is brutal, parents fucked and gambled with our lives, Death is salvation, To which our souls dive.

man pollutes everything!

Anaesthetized bland faces push their screaming crotch fruit in a stroller: "we will leave a legacy because we threw you into this burning dumpster fire of a world. Now our lives have meaning." Automata passerby congratulate them on creating more death and suffering.