Death,dieing, and thoughts on it

once it happens. the split second your dead. it wont matter to you anyway. i think people have a hard time imagining nothing. because our whole life we are always conscious of something.
 
i like that. But I got hit driverside door by a truck going 50 this past sunday ( I am ok but the VW is fucccckkkked) and i thought about it and it wouldn't suck for you I would feel bad about my family. I have also came to a conclusion that I need to fuck more often.
 
I used to be scared of desth, didnt do anything that would give me a hugely increased chance of death, then i realised the ceiling above me could collapse right now, i could get run over walking down my street. Now im just like fuck it, i want to live my life.
 
i don't really care about dying, i mean, if i die, then i'm dead. it's over, i won't have to try anymore. i don't live my life to the fullest, i just live my life. i've had enough near-death experiences to understand that it could happen at any time, so when it does, i hope nobody close to me gets too agitated. the only thing that bothers me about dying now, is that someone might care too much about it, instead of just cleaning out my room and being done with it.
 
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