Someone complimented a shirt I was wearing, a long time ago. That was pretty cool.

An audio halucination told me these are just schitzophrenia symptoms and to not go to a doctor

There isn't any God and when you die, you're just dead

And Heaven's just a fairytale to put you to the bed 

Sometimes I think about the chance that I'm wrong 

And then I close my eyes and just remember this song 

I said there isn't any God and when you die, you're just dead 

And Heaven's just a fairytale to put you to the bed 

There ain't nobody watching us 'cause nobody cares 

And in the end, we're living all alone

You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
And whether you can hear it or not.
The universe is laughing behind your back.

Give up.

I was flying on a plane and it was rough. Luggage was falling out of the overhead, drinks were flying. The guy next to me was a calm as a clam. He said he was an instructor at the air force academy. He said don’t panic till he does. I relaxed and calmly sat though the the remainder of the flight.

When we were getting off the plane, he told the pilot, “Jesus I thought we were goners.”