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ZOMBSPLOSION!!! A POST!!! IT LIVES!!!
Yeah yeah, great. Ok kiddies, confession time. I have no idea what to say, Ive only got twenty minutes to say it and I'm majorly drunk. Punch drunk. Or the other kind. Whichever. Anyway, the point is I feel like writing something, but I don't know what.
Meh, when has that ever stopped me. Its the basis for my -not soon to be completed- novel and every English essay I've ever written. Fun.
Here goes.
Fuck.
Ok, give me a sec to catch my breath.
-Inhales-
-Exhales-
-Repeat-
Fuck.
Dammit, this isn't working.
Ok, I've spoken about a lot of things on this and, chances are, none of you have taken any notice. Not that I mind. Its been my lifelong dream to have me every word misinterpreted or completely ignored.
Ok, now I know why I wanted to say something. I just watched Gundam Seed. Damn that guy's philosophy messes with your head.
Then again, his philosophy is exactly the same as mine.
Y'know, the whole humanity sucks and we are doomed to our own destruction yadda yadda yadda bla bla whatever.
Well now, we have here a problem. If that's my take on the world, why the hell do I keep on living. Why not kill myself, since the world is a shithole anyway. Why not. Yeah, why not. Sounds good. Might even be painless.
Yeah, fuck that. Not gonna happen.
I said the world is a shitty place. Now, I wholeheartedly believe that, but I also believe in a little something else I like to call hope. -OH GOD THERE HE GOES TALKING ABOUT HOPE WHAT AN IDIOT HES USING IT AS A CRUTCH CUZ HE CANT STAND REALITY-
OMB!!! WHAT GAVE IT AWAY!!!
Yeah everyone, hope is my crutch and its made out of a special metal called God. Yeah, I have a crutch, so what? What am I supposed to do when I have a limp? Hop around like a mad chicken? I'm damn grateful for this crutch, and so should you be. Its the only reason I don't lose balance and fall head first into your lunch.
Yeah, sure, but God ain't my only crutch, I got to tell ya. I said I believe in hope. Damn straight. I don't just hope. I believe in hope.
Maybe I'm drunk, but for some reason I think I can see little shafts of light coming out of your souls.
I like those lights, which is freaky for me cuz I'm a child who prefers the darkness. This light has allure though. I think it used to be called childish innocence, or the good in people. Meh, same difference. The point is, I see a light somewhere and a smile is a thousand watt beacon sending out the message.
Yeah, so what if I see a light? Maybe I'm high from my special mix.
Think about it. This world really -really- sucks. Don't try and deny it. This world -sucks-. It would be nice to know that there is still some light somewhere. And there is. I've seen it. In many places. But most of all in her smile..............
Ok, dreamtime over. I'm not even sure what the point of this post is. Maybe I'm trying to tell you guys that no matter what there is always something out there worth living for. Nah. I could never be that preachy.
-Cough-
Anything worth dying for is worth fighting for, and anything worth fighting for is worth living for. With life comes change, with death comes change, but life means that some of that change might come from you. Go out, make a difference, find that something you can live for and stick with it forever. Its worth it.
save me
from myself
