Category: Death
Inactivity is death.
Even death has a heart.
I could die for you. But I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, live for you.
Death is an absolute marvel.
Sleep, those little slices of death how I loathe them.
Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder
Would it hurt to die?
The meaning of life is that it stops.
When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.
