“If I were dead, I wouldn't be sad, and I wouldn't be glad, because I wouldn't be.”
I am ready to meet my maker. Whether my maker is prepared to meet me is another matter.
she dances and sings in the light, she lurks in the shadows and she always gets her way.
Dead people can't hurt you, it's the living you have to fear!
I don't have inner demons...
They're too scared to come anywhere near me.
Dying is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes not sound...
I chose to walk this valley of shadow, for I am a shadow of myself. Don’t judge me by my decision, but by the measure of the darkness I cast.