“As I am. As I am. All or not at all.”

One must be happy. Or they need help!

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An Intimate Existential Crisis

I thought a lot about God, both as the scary, looming figure of doom and as the thing above that probably tripped on acid one too many times. I also thought a lot about myself and the black hole I’ve become, constantly taking things in but never reciprocating and spitting anything back out.

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