There is no God, not even one you could have imagined, and there are no true things, just a lot of shadows and light and shadows.
that is how it was already imagined to be. What then?
i am going to cry forever, and cry forever, and cry forever (and then cry for some more), and it will be okay, but only after I cry forever, and after I do that for a while
I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound mean, this is just how this conversation is going and I am so tired
but frank there is still so much beauty and love and meaning on the world! there doesn’t have to be any grand meaning to existence for life to important and good













