Busticket
Student
- May 18, 2021
- 185
Sometimes when I think of me being dead I ask myself, how can the universe even exist without me in it?
What is even life without me?
I am all I have ever known.
There is no life without me.
I am so special to myself, that I cannot imagine life without me being a part of it.
Does anyone here relate to this feelings?
I am sure I am not the only one who thought these thoughts.
What is even life without me?
I am all I have ever known.
There is no life without me.
I am so special to myself, that I cannot imagine life without me being a part of it.
Does anyone here relate to this feelings?
I am sure I am not the only one who thought these thoughts.
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