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I can promise you the Devil doesn't care, why would he? your stupidity is his livelihood....your death his pay check.
These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die,
....like fire and powder.
Which, as they kiss, consume.
Such a pity it is that life had to be ,
....we all would be just fine without it
“Every man dies - Not every man really lives.”
in those final moments as reality collapsed around us, she looked at peace, no fear or anguish she just shone with that radiant shine that she always did, dignified and accepting. In those moments I think I finally understood, we had tried and I think that's all that really mattered.
death is an art form. Many people are content with going in their sleep but they're wrong, such a waste. If you're going to go anyway, make it Flashy. Your life is a performance and death is your Swan Song.
Tell them all, and life is no more. Tell the truth, and your skin is poisoned. Tell a lie to save a friend, and your tears are shed. So tell no one what death really is.