My first line of defense against reality is called sleep.
The entire universe will eventually disintegrate but by then I hope to be in a safer place.
How can I be sure I've succeeded, if I can't remember what I was trying to do
Please don't tell me to relax, it's only my tension that's holding me together.
Being dead is one way to experience nothing, another is to attend some classes at my school.
If you dont do it, youll never know what would have happened if you had done it