Stare into the abyss long enough and you’ll lose track of the puck
Alarmed-dictator
Reporter: so what did you think of that first period?
Coolie: Oh, I don’t know, I guess I think about dying pretty frequently. And why not? What’s so great about living? You know when I’m happy? For about five seconds in the morning when I first wake up. Before I remember who I am and what my life is all about. Anxiety, dissapointment, diarrhea more often than not. I don’t- I don’t know if there’s an afterlife. But who cares? Nothingness couldn’t be any worse than this meaningless march through my empty days.
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Stare into the abyss long enough and you’ll lose track of the puck
Reporter: so what did you think of that first period?
Coolie: Oh, I don’t know, I guess I think about dying pretty frequently. And why not? What’s so great about living? You know when I’m happy? For about five seconds in the morning when I first wake up. Before I remember who I am and what my life is all about. Anxiety, dissapointment, diarrhea more often than not. I don’t- I don’t know if there’s an afterlife. But who cares? Nothingness couldn’t be any worse than this meaningless march through my empty days.