What doesn’t kill you, makes you wish you were dead

The pulse of life can be heard only in loud music.

no matter what i’m doing, there’s a little voice in my head whispering “what’s the point?”

Sorry I don’t mean to kill the vibe
But we are all dead inside 💀

Oh you want me dead? get in line, bitch.

"The literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourself"