Why do you care so much about what the purpose of living is?
I care more about finding something that makes life worth living.
I want to find something that makes me smile/cry.
I just want to do something.
Why would you be eager to reach the end, when there's nothing at the end?
All that forced death brings to anybody is the feeling of being cheated
(And I don't just mean for the dead)
"Dear Lisa, don't be selfish."
If you have achieved nothing, then go out and fucking achieve something.
Call me when you've got tickets to your show to sell me.
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