The problem with not believing religion.
You go your entire life under the belief that when you die there is a place for your soul to go. I don’t know if I’ve entirely given up on that, but I’m becoming increasingly doubtful. The more I research about the universe and all we know about it, the more I realize how little I’m doing with my life. You get one chance, and I’m afraid I’ve spent too much of it simply existing.
(via bitteryounghag)
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