They had it easy, honestly. Two seconds of pain and now they go out as heroes. Nobody questions anything they did, ever. This universe is so strange. If a stranger shoots us in the head, we instantly become heroes. If we do it ourselves, people call us cowards. Of course there is actually nothing heroic about being shot in the head by a stranger, and nothing cowardly about raising a gun to one’s head and pulling the trigger, but that won’t stop the masses from judging as they will.
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I also envy them. They don’t deserve to die, they still want to live. I just wish I was one of them.
I don’t envy them because they had great lives. I envy people who are happy. I do however envy the dead because dead is the only way I want to be.