why did you choose to die? I want to die because life has no dignity for me in this state.
When a person cannot escape and can only rely on others all the time, he will learn and cry with laughter.
Now I guess it's worth living in hell sometimes, because that's how you get to know people like you. It's worth sharing a cigarette with them, or just trying to comfort them by joking around now.
A person who depends on others has no privacy.
Because we are all in an endless eternity and life does not belong to us, we go to the stupid extreme where private ownership makes us think we are the masters of our own lives.
Free will determines my beliefs and therefore my life.
Freedom without life is not freedom, and life without freedom is not life.
Life is not as simple as stretching your muscles and bones, running and playing football, what do you think, life is elsewhere, really, life is far from that.
Whenever I fantasize about being with you, the first thing I think about is your scent.
The one who loves me should be the one who euthanizes me.
Death will be sweeter than I thought because it is love, pure, mutual love, and it will bring me back to peace, peace at last.
To my child forgive me, child, forgive me for giving up my life. It wasn't my fault that I left you because I was afraid of the rose. Forgive me for not being able to play with you, I wonder if you will be born after I die, always remember my love for you, kiss your mother for me. Don't hate me, resentment is not a good thing.
No one can force you to do something you don't want to do.
What are you doing in Boiro? Go to the beach for some fresh air. Fresh air is great.
In fact, it's just a talk between the two of us that there is nothing after death, just like before birth, there is nothing.
Not sure, I just feel no, death is death, just like my dad always looked up at the sky and said it was going to rain tomorrow, and then it really rained, it was a hunch.
Judges, politicians and religious figures, what is dignity to you? Whatever your answer is, to me this is not a life with dignity, at least I want to die with dignity. Today, I am tired of fighting the system, I can only operate in secret, like a crime. You should know that the process that led to my death was broken down into many small acts, each of which was insufficient to constitute a crime, and was carried out by different friends. If the government insists on punishing my friends even so, I suggest cutting off their hands, because only their hands are involved, and the brains are my own responsibility. . You can see by my side there is a glass of water with a dose of potassium cyanide in it, and after drinking it I cease to exist, bid farewell to my precious body. I consider life a right, not an obligation, especially not for me, who have endured this painful condition for twenty-eight years, four months and a few days. During this time I weighed the past life, happiness is no more than pain. No matter how sad I am, time still flies. In my long life, until this moment, time has finally been my ally, and only the revolution of time and ideas can finally prove the rationality of my request. I am leaving.
Deep sea, deep sea, lose gravity in the deep sea, realize the dream in the deep sea; you and I are of the same heart, just for the same wish; your eyes and my eyes meet, like echoes, but silent. Sleep, sleep, until another world, detached from flesh and blood. Always wake up and wish to die, just hope your hair touches my face.
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