I'm my life, I've seen stars
Galaxies,
Nebulas,
Red Giants,
And trash sucked in the vacuum of space.
I've seen such an array of splendid things,
So why does trash being eliminated peak me with such a keen interest, is it because I too, am matter acute to trash and long to be spagettified out of the expanse of space and time to find something entirely existentially new and revolutionary, but I'd be nameless, still could I be free? 

Or splattered beyond belief with remains untouched to the human body for all eternity. Would I rot or stay the same? 
Questions never to be answered, though my mind doesn't erase the unanswered, never will it.



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I don't know what that was, anywho if you read that read my book

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•15 years in my profession
•20
• Slytherin-Griffindor mix (complicated like that I know)
• Fanfiction is my go-to
• A little of a lot problematic 
• American 🇺🇸 not so proud of it 
• I have a lot of dreams, some contradicting
• my favorite kind of animals are big cats, you'll see that a bunch of you read my book 😉😛🥴🤡🤑
• NationWide is on your side~
• My fave character of all time ( right now) is Ebisu Sensei, Urie from Tokyo Ghoul
• I'm done