Don’t you think the world’s so beautiful that we should just die? That we should just fall down and die. Don’t you ever feel that? That it’s so unbearable, just to live? That it’s so impossible, just to live? Just to fucking go on?
Don’t you feel that we just sully time? That we shouldn’t just continue to exist? That our lives are … careless? That we just … crash into things? Destroy things? Destroy the whole fucking world?
Couldn’t we just kill ourselves? Isn’t that the most appropriate thing to do? Why do we have to go on and on? This is it. It’s over – now. That’s what I want to say. Right now. Today. Right now …
I want to fall upwards, into the sky. And burn up. Fall faster and faster.
So what are we supposed to do – just live? How do you live, anyway?
Work in Progress 