I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He's taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise.
In a way, being an addict is very proactive.
A good addiction takes the guesswork out of death. There is such a thing as planning your getaway.
And for serious, it's such a chick thing to think that any human life should just go on and on.
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This is fish number six hundred and forty-one in a lifetime of goldfish. My parents bought me the first one to teach me about loving and caring for another living breathing creature of God. Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.
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Вот иногда бывает читаешь что-нибудь и хоп! - это подсказка для жизни. Я сегодня на такую наткнулась. Это китайское изречение:" Хладнокровно смотри на других. Хладнокровно слушай других. Хладнокровно размышляй. Хладнокровно переживай."
Originally Posted by giving
