I hate you...

No, I am alive.

I don't need ten fucking ways to get in good with the in-laws,
or recipes for new 'out of the box' Halloween cookies design,
or 5 signs of bad mouth behind the back at work.

What the fuck is (wrong with) the world? Give me a real solution, show me your monsterous, raging, blood stained teeth, Life. Show me your true colors, your hiding them, teasing me and I'm hardly in the mood for it. Don't give me life, string me along in some fucking dream, and leave pieces of evidence of the false illusion thats up your sleeve behind for me to see lying about. Like the curious child I am to you, I'll ask questions, I'll catch on- but without your honesty, that of which you are so good of hiding, I will never know truth.

You lied, theres no princess' at the end of a castle waiting to give her heart as reward to any fellow willing or destined to commit good deeds, I lived with the summery of that illusion for a long time. Perhaps no one lied directly lied to me, but maybe I chose to live a life where I conditioned myself- day in day out- and thought 'Good' was the golden arc we all reached to achieve. When in actually, it was countless products of people's dream realities for a world that was too cold to care. I was drawn in, with direct interaction, gradification, and the notion the world does good for me, during the condition I do vice versa.

Grin the brutish smile your hiding, I'm literally dying to see it. Bare those fucking colors your so eager to show us all, but will disclose the truth of your enjoyment. A child burning ants on an anthill, the world is the same relentless child... or perhaps 9 deep shots are 8 shots too many to be writing.

I'd call my friends in the immediate area, and gather what supplies we'd need (non-infected food and water, flash lights, guns that we had access through family too) and goto the pawn gun outlet downtown and get better equipped and armed, then goto wal-mart (what better place to be during a zombie outbreak) or the local armory in west-end, as for that, hold there and make further plans based on the situation that we'd know enough about then. Try to figure out whats happening. Bored.
   

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