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.
Ova geografija mi je pomutila mozak,nazvala sam grupu Halloween 2013 i do malo prije sam gledala u naslov "Halloween Discussion Thread 2012",uvjerena da je to od proslogodisnjeg i kad sam vidjela da su itemsi i sve to od ove godine mislila sam da su krivo napisali godinu.Kako netko moze toliko pogrijesiti? *facepalm*
"We flipped a coin, okay? You and me. You and me! Coin flip is sacred! Your job is waiting for you in that basement, as per the coin!"
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.