i wish at least a part of me wanted to live out my life as long as possible, but i do not want that, i only fear the divine consequences of not doing it. Yet i feel as if i am myself indispensable, at least to myself. And if all i am is what i have inside me, than i truly am. The problem is, i, whatever that word really constitutes exactly anymore i do not know, just am driving on a desolate road, because everyone was faster. If i was a head, and knew that, i'd just block the road. Can't let someone overtake you in life, if everyone does, they need to go down with you.i don't think of anything