My doctor writes me a prescription for “whatever”. When I show it to the pharmacist, she leads me to a concrete room full of vending machines. It’s my lucky day.
when asked what they’d do with immortality most people talk about learning every language or collecting rare antiques but if we’re being totally honest? i would immediately do every drug imaginable
if it was guaranteed i wouldn’t die and my health wouldn’t deteriorate i would throw myself into heights of hedonism previously unknown. chugging 3 bottles of wine, lighting a cigarette, and taking a swan dive off a waterfall on a casual Tuesday afternoon
