Westley

United States

They/Them
Casually contemplating the meaning of life
Constantly suprised by reality
Pfp by me (yeah, it's Fiere. Incredibly sparkly).

Message from Writer

I like writing poetry, short stories, and the occasionaly nonfiction piece.

Here you'll find all sorts of poetry, short stories, mini series about my boys, and some D&D (dungeons and dragons) tales. Hope you enjoy!

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You should know that you have potential.
You can do great things.
If you want you can be an amazing writer, and a great person.
Take a moment to love yourself.

#giveusbackourwords

Nothing lasts

November 10, 2020

FREE WRITING

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Everything dies eventually.

People die.

So do their morals, opinions, values. Their thoughts, dreams, and ideas. 

Entire races die. Their cultures die. Their beliefs.

Even Gods die, when people stop believing.

Everything changes and everything dies. For better or worse, it all goes. As much as people seem like they never change.

Societies and ideals die. 

All things, living and not, die.

Plants die. Animals die.

Our Earth dies.

In a sense, even rocks die. They'll erode away into nothing. None of what currently does will exist some day.

It'll all go. It'll all die.

Nothing lasts forever.
Except Twinkies. Those will always be around. I bet they'll even outlast cockroaches. 

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