I wanted to write something deep and meaningful here.
Then I realised I'm nothing but flesh, bones and a mind that thinks it thinks for itself.
Ok. So here comes the deep and meaningful stuff:
There is absolutely no fucking meaning to life.
That's all there is to know, so now go.
Go and live it.
"I know what conscience is, to begin with. It is not what you told me it was. It is the divinest thing in us. Don't sneer at it, Harry, any more - at least not before me. I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous." Oscar Wilde (The Picture Of Dorian Gray)
27.5.09
- Life gets me living -
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