Realist Quote On Death i'ver Ever Read

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Embrace the certainty of death, brehs. Coming to grips with the scarcity of your time on earth is the only thing that can really drive you to appreciate life, regardless of how shytty your life might be. I contracted tuberculosis when i was 20ish, went undiagnosed for a couple of months, began to cough up bowl-sized plates of blood, and was on the verge of death. I was poor and didn't have health insurance so I held out for as long as I could without going to the doctor. One day, I was just overtaken by severe fever and coldsweat. Mannn, I stumbled into the emergency room on some vampire shyt and was quarantined for 2 months in a solitary room. Obviously, I recovered (drinkin' 12 pills a day), but while i was in there, in fear of losing my life, I learned to love it. And I don't mean the cliche, "I learned I should love my mom, my brother, and my enemy." I mean, I learned to love just the very fact of my existence. Nowadays, I can accept sadness and solitude; happiness and companionship; caring family members and annoying family members; friends and antagonists, all as constituent elements of a pretty enjoyable life.


im even more scared of death now though :bryan:
 

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Embrace the certainty of death, brehs. Coming to grips with the scarcity of your time on earth is the only thing that can really drive you to appreciate life, regardless of how shytty your life might be. I contracted tuberculosis when i was 20ish, went undiagnosed for a couple of months, began to cough up bowl-sized plates of blood, and was on the verge of death. I was poor and didn't have health insurance so I held out for as long as I could without going to the doctor. One day, I was just overtaken by severe fever and coldsweat. Mannn, I stumbled into the emergency room on some vampire shyt and was quarantined for 2 months in a solitary room. Obviously, I recovered (drinkin' 12 pills a day), but while i was in there, in fear of losing my life, I learned to love it. And I don't mean the cliche, "I learned I should love my mom, my brother, and my enemy." I mean, I learned to love just the very fact of my existence. Nowadays, I can accept sadness and solitude; happiness and companionship; caring family members and annoying family members; friends and antagonists, all as constituent elements of a pretty enjoyable life.


im even more scared of death now though :bryan:
Life is short, breh. I'm not wasting it by reading your rambling titangraphs.
 
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