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The comprehension of the precarious nature the stickman's life when his creator was using the random comic creation button made him question everything.
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| Why a Goat? Why a Street? If there is a God? Was it my creator? Do I want a fat guy wearing a T Shirt that says "My other T-shirt is in the wash" to be god? | |
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He decided there was only one solution...
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| I would rather be nothing than exist in a world that was not of my own choosing... my existence is just to random. | |
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The only thing worse than the thought of death was the thought of a life without free will.
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| Shit... I never thought of that | |
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| But if we are in this random world of someone elses creation how can you know that killing yourself is not their design? | |
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