Welcome to The Rest of Your Life

Right here. In this picture is what you have to look forward to.

You wake every morning, look in the mirror and see your life fleeting. Your face growing older, hair turning gray, sore muscles...en infinitum. One day, the day you knew would come, arrives. You fear your mortality, but are so tired. Tired of living. You are out of strength, see no other recourse. And, give in. WIll it be darK Will there be something waiting for me? Why did I exist?

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Is an Assault Rifle Right for Me?

Of course it is. Gandalf even owned a Kalashnikov.

Through each morning fog I see visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me, I realize and I can see
That suicide is painless, it brings on many changes
And can take or leave it if I please