Thursday, March 15, 2012

Not Killing Yourself Is Harder.

There's a fantasy buried into the egos of many people.  It says that suicide is in some ways a fantastical and beautiful transcendent thing, even when it is slimy and morose and deeply shameful--see, it is, concurrently pure bliss, the ultimate rebellious act: romantic.

But not killing yourself is much harder.  So killing yourself must be something else, perhaps: laziness.

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