Half of the time I look forward to my death, it doesn’t scare me since I don’t see the real point of my life, what scares me is if my agony would be slow and painful.
But then what? I just stop existing and it’s like I fell asleep? Do I see light? Darkness? Nothing? What is nothing?
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Sweet, silent oblivion.
If I’m wrong I’m gonna go full on Karen on whatever jackass is in charge.