The Aphorism of Suicide

I consider myself immune to the silence of suicide until one morning I somehow managed to alert myself to a grievous sea change. The idea had just crossed my mind casually since that moment I have been dropped to the master of myself. No matter how beautiful it is if it appears in the wrong month killer. 70 years but your childhood was an infinity what fools we were to sign up to time. A mercy I suppose that it ended any deeper intimacy with each other's anatomy would have involved a mudder. Almost everything in the room will survive you to the room you are already a ghost a pathetic soft thing coming and going. Like we need that. Of course you don't like all the aph