• No one speical posted an update 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    I suppose I’m in love with the thought of death, dying, or even the anguish of realizing you’re no longer a living person because you’re gone in less than a second and people go on. Isn’t that fascinating? the desire to vanish and never longer be a part of this strange, painful world filled of hate, love, and feelings Every thought is eating you alive, and everything around you feels like it’s spinning. Just knowing that death is an option is a comfort, if not a pleasure.