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CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
Everyone is going to die. Every time a celebrity or someone you know dies you're reminded that everyone is going to die. But it could happen five minutes later. You don't know that it won't.

So yeah life is this thing right now. Even inthe moments when you're reflecting that time is moving on and yo'ure going to die time is STILL Moving on and you're STILL going to die. You can't relax. Every moment is heading towards death. Every. moment.

There's nothing you can do itabout it.

The world you're building in your head, all your memoires, all your thoughts, all your emotions, all the boooks youv'e read...they all go when you die. They all shattered with your thin skull.

Bit cheapt, isn't it?

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Brian Milk walked down the street. Everything about the street was familiar to him because he'd lived on it all his life.

"Walking down the street, the only one I've ever known
I know where I am, the place that I've grown"

A good start for a song, he thought. But he couldn't think of a next line.

He was so pathetic, so small. Every house he walked by he remembered a different childhood friend who'd lived there. Some had even had two different childhood friends living in them at different times. They were all long gone now, of course. They'd grown up and moved on. Like normal people did. No Brian Milk.

It didn't matter! They were all gone. He'd never go back. He looked at a lampost and remembered when he and his friend had been pulling another friend into it crotch first for some reason and then they'd pick him up then they'd dropped him and the friend's head had hit the pavement with a sickening thud...and he'd still grown up normal! Not like Brian Milk.

He sighed. He started walking home quicker.

Maybe he'd walk through the door and he'd be back in his childhood home again and he'd be a child but not as he walked through the door he was still the same height he'd been the rest of that day and that was a giveaway because if he was a child he'd be shorter.

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don't really know where I was going with Brian Milk terhere

maybe he ate too much red meat and it rotted his brain


the big jabroni!

THe big egagle!

GHAIHG

let's check in with Brian Milk again

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He looked out his window in his old bedroom. He could see the field where he and his friends had once run through the mud. Why had they done that? He hated getting any mud on him now. He couldn't imagine doing something like that ever again.

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god Brian Milk is boring

yeah

how the fuck do people subscribe to loads of youtube channels and wathc all the videos

most youtubers are shit

how can you stand watching them

fuck you
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sleeping is all there is

sleep towards death

deaht will still come even if i don't sleep

so I might as welll sleep

the only point of life is doing things you enjoy

you can only do things while you're alive

so why not sleep if I enjoy sleeping?

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pigm


pigs are cute

but we eat them

but whenCecilthelion dies we go "omg not cecil"

then eat a big

pig

eat a big pig

does that seem right to you?

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is this long enough yet
 
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