What I respect.
I, however, did not understand him, "Why are we here again?"
"To destroy ourselves," I was told as he lit his own cigarette. "Life's too short to love and hate anyone. This isn't about books or building, it isn't about thinking at all. However, it's not about mayhem and disorder, either. This, this is about nothing. We are an anomaly, no one is meant to be like us, to expect a purpose. When we become nothing, we correct ourselves for a short time."
Absorb me oh massive thing.
Just a little excerpt from something I'm reading.
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