How the **** do people deal with the crushing anxiety imposed by the inevitability of death? This **** gives me panic attacks, and sometimes I wonder why I even bother living at all when it will all be over one day. Of course I wouldn't end it, since you can't have sex, party, eat chocolate and go hiking when you're dead, but those things sometimes lose their fun when I know I'll be dead one day, nomsayin'?
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