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Last night I was trying to fall asleep, fearing every sound from every corner of the room as usual, and i started thinking about death, and the idea of drifting into nothingness, nonexistance-- ceasing to exist. it was the first time i ever really thought about it. And it terrified me. I honestly really upset myself thinking about it. It was the first time that life ever felt short to me, because i'm really uncomfortable about the notion of ceasing to exist. i don't even know what i want to do with my life, except that i'd like to maybe sleep with James McAvoy and eventually have kids, possibly as the result of the former.
made me really want to believe in heaven as well. I wish I was more religious, but I've been a skeptic literally for as long as I can remember- when I was 5 or 6 I'd go to church with my best friend's family and colored in my bible while I marveled at the fact that these adults believed in the invisible man in the sky.
i don't write much in here because all of my thoughts are whiny and personal.
made me really want to believe in heaven as well. I wish I was more religious, but I've been a skeptic literally for as long as I can remember- when I was 5 or 6 I'd go to church with my best friend's family and colored in my bible while I marveled at the fact that these adults believed in the invisible man in the sky.
i don't write much in here because all of my thoughts are whiny and personal.