What is a man but the sum of his memories? We are the stories we live! The tales we tell ourselves! You know, in our lives we are not readers but we are writers, the least we could do is change the ending Dying means to be gone. And what goes, is not your pain, but your existence itself. But in your mind, you think that you’d have a sense of “nothing” after you die. How can you call that “nothing”? In other words, you don't even have an idea of what death is really like.
Oh lol. Znam da mogu pisati bilo gdje, no roditelji baš žele "pravi posao". Aj barem da mi kažu što više hoće od mene prije nego se odlučim baciti s mosta xD