[b]Jasmine Warga
We’re suicidal, not innumerate.[/b]
But, sure, it’s possible to be both.
You’re like a gray sky. You’re beautiful, even though you don’t want to be.
For some though, gray is our favorite color.
Don’t you ever think about that? What if this isn’t the end and we just go on to a place even worse than this one?
I’ll let you know if I do. You do the same, okay?
But just because it’s cowardly doesn’t guarantee it’s going to be easy.
The part that is often overlooked.
Guidance counselors always love to say, ‘Just think positively,’ but that’s impossible when you have this thing inside of you, strangling every ounce of happiness you can muster.
Like the faithful here telling you to “just believe”. That way if you don’t it’s always your own damn fault.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the energy of the universe. And if energy can’t ever be created or destroyed, only transferred, what do you think happens to people’s energy once they die?
It goes into one of the other universes.
Maybe.