Time is a bitch.. no matter how long you live everything you love is lost. Love is lost, friends wither and die of old age. Feelings of any kind fade no nothingness. What is left but a shell of what you once were, there is no going back, there is only going forward. But what if going forward is hasting death along. Death, a true end to everything, of thinking and loving and breathing stale air. A slow death is living each day just going threw the motions, while a fast death is a dagger through the heart and out your back. I would rather a quick death than this prolonged one.
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XbluesandX
05:22 Aug 19 2013
To fade to nothing is horrible.
Life can only be understood in reverse...but must be lived in forward.
So unfair...