blasphemous thoughts. trying to figure out what to do with my life. or does it even matter what we do/accomplish in life? the end result is constant. we're dying and we don't even realise it. on the bright side death releases us from this bondage called life. frees us from a lot of shitty commitments. life is ephemeral. death is forever. is there really a life after death? was it a metaphor? or does death simply equate to extinction? think about it. let it enfold you.
reading will fuck you up. some questions are not meant to be asked. ignorance is bliss.
reading will fuck you up. some questions are not meant to be asked. ignorance is bliss.
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