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I don't believe in a heaven or a hell.

I don't believe in a heaven or a hell. I believe when we die we fall asleep. Never to wake again. never to dream you don't notice really. Its my little fantasy. I do not wish to be judged. To either be forever tortured by the flames that come from the ground or to be blissfully resting upon a cloud. I find I cannot sleep to long my head starts to hurt. This is my body telling me I've passed my limit. So I imagine what it would be like to pass my limits and not suffer the wrath of a migraine. To not dream to just sleep for eternity. I will never look anything like snow white but at least I will be happy.
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simonne
Welsh
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Mar 31, 2013
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