Peacefuly
I always ponder the way I feel as I am falling asleep. The way you gently spiral into the darkness. Like patches of light and then patches of pitch black nothing just flashing across your eyes until you hear nothing. Not a pin drop. And then you have the feeling like you're going to fall off that fucking building and you jolt awake and grab the mattress. haha I wonder if death is the same. "Peacefully" spiraling into darkness with scenery from your own existence going by you for you to see for the last time. Almost bittersweet. I love life though. I truly do. Every taste, every hurt, every joy. I love it. It's ironic and messy and insane and rediculous all at the same time. Like me I suppose. What else is there to say?