Life is like jumping off a cliff, living the freefall. Some cliffs are taller then others, some have clouds all the way to the ground, and some you can see it approach. Whatever the characteristics of your personal cliff, you have the same two choices. You can scream in terror at the approaching ground, whether you can see it or not, or you can yell for joy at the feeling of flying.
Happy birthday man, hope shit starts to go more smoothly.
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fuck this city, and fuck this filthy air
let's build a-frames in the woods and just live there.
we'll all eat berries and build fires every night
and forget this mistake we call modern life.