Here’s the thing:
I’m not actually afraid of death.
I’m afraid of what comes after. Like where our souls go.
Now if i knew exactly what happened after we died, then I go and jump right in front of a car right this second.
I’d do anything to not exist if I knew.
Here’s the other thing:
If death was sort of like a test run life if I could kill myself and see how everyone would react and see what would happen and then decided whether I actually want to die or not (and if I didn’t want to die I’d wake up in a […]
