for some reason "what if I just die" is a comforting thought even though I don't want to die. it's like, I could, and then I wouldn't have to exist anymore, and that's nice to think about
what if I stop holding myself together and decohere and drift apart like dust spreading through a sunbeam
what if I were nothing specific at all
friendship ended with personhood, now entropy is my best friend
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