I don't have chemistry you know human blooby do and why we are who we are and why everything is perfectly perfect so everything sustains life to perfectly live and love and that's why the world spins but still death is inevitable and one day the world will end *stairs at the ceiling* IM HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS YES IM TYPING A BOOK
(Literally the message I sent)
But yea death and stuff..
YOU ARE READING
Only Casually (Questioning my Existence)
Randoma story a journal a journey well me slowly going insane Existentialism have fun!