You know, it's like they aren't friends or family,who cares?
I don't really care if they die.

I won't feel sad or anything if someone i dont know dies.

You never know when you're going to die, but maybe something in you does, some cellular consciousness that's aware of the cosmic countdown and starts making plans.

There are more dead people than living. And their numbers are increasing. The living are getting rarer.

To die will be an awfully big adventure.

I've reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, I can't do anything to change events anyway.

How easy it would be just to let go, to go willingly into all that wonderful energy.

I love death because life hates me.
Don't cry after my death, I won't know it.