Two souls contend
In me and both souls strive for masterdom,
Which from the other shall the scepter rend.
The first soul is a lover, clasping close
To this world tentacles of corporal flame,
The other seeks to rise with mighty throes
To those ancestral meadows whence it came.

The question was...."what happens when we die?"

there is quite a bit that happens...almost too much to put into one little honesty box unfortunately. What do you think?
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why can't good things just work?

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Look inside your tiny mind, and then look a bit harder. Because I'm so uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hatred your heart brings. Do you really enjoy living a life thats so hateful? There's a whole where your soul should be. Your lossing control of it and I think it's distastful........ Fuck You, Fuck you very very much..

Its been a week since i've been at my new job and already so much has happened in my life since then. I feel like things are falling into place. The world is a very small place considering we have an ever expanding universe. we're just another piece of the puzzle.

but pretty soon its gonna be like you never happened at all.
its the only way i can get over this.
over you.

i wish i didn't have to.

seriously,
people need to get their shit together.

i want to fucking leave. 

i wish there was a fast forward button for so many reasons.