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"I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?"

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  • it gets better, on my left wrist
  • obliviate, on the right side of my ribs
  • three elephants, on the back of my neck
oct 14 2013 ∞
dec 23 2015 +