Without the threat of death, there's no reason to live... at all.
I was becoming the cold, emotionally crippled monster I always wanted to be, and I wasn’t so sure I liked it. But it was too late. The metamorphosis was already well under way.
God is just a statistics.
You cannot sedate all the things you hate.
Let's just kill everyone and let God sort them out.
I'm a teen distortion, survived abortion.