Dancing in the moonlight...

Spent my days with a woman unkind

Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine

I'm so sick of dumb people trying to act smart.

If death is like this I say it is an advantage, for all eternity would then seem to be no more than a single night. If, on the other hand, death is a change from here to another place... and all who have died are there, what greater blessing could there be...?

Scio me nihil scire

I miss the time when there was nothing to miss.

I wonder whether anyone, family aside, really gives a damn about me. I'm conflicted as to whether or not this matters to me.

Human interaction is becoming lackluster.

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I miss her like the sun misses the flowers. Like the sun misses the flowers in the dead of winter...

What do I miss the most?

Everything