The sheer anger and hatred of wanting to see certain, unnamed people(s) die before I do. Let the rage keep me going in order to hopefully outlive some people. Thankfully a lot of those people are either currently either middle aged to elderly or just older than me.

But that’s if nuclear war doesn’t happen because I’m in an area that will hopefully be wiped off the map and I’ll hopefully just be dust.

I don’t even think I wanna wake up tomorrow.

I won’t

I’ll try to eat healthy and exercise, but besides that I’m not planning on doing anything.

Why would anyone want this?

You only die when the last person forgets your name. So I’m going to be remembered forever, all books in history should have a dedicated page about me.

Fuck forever, just let my upcoming prostate biopsy be negative. I’m retiring and I have shit to do that doesn’t involve sitting in front of the TV wearing a diaper.

Return question: If you do have a plan to live forever, do you have a plan B how to end it, when (not if) it becomes unbearable?
Or when (not if) you’ve lost the last shard of your sanity?

I have “kidnapped” a small child and am brainwashing them to think like me.

they will be me, essentially.

one day they will do the same, and “I” will live on for eternity.

Just fly a rocket into a stable orbit near a black hole and wait until the time dilation causes 1000s of years to pass on earth, then go back and hope someone has figured it out.

If eternity is all time, and all the time I have is 80 or so years (hopefully), then that is eternity, for me. I’ll already live “forever”.

Walking more.

Already died once. The second time will be fine.

No plans. I die like a real man.

If the saying ‘assholes live forever’ is true, then I would like to think that I’m just an asshole enough that I’m buying years while occasionally being nice and doing good things for people without humble bragging about it.

Who wants. To live. Forever?