To You,
These are people stuck at a point, unable to go further. They need to see that; the piercing agony of being reduced to redundant puppets, played by some unimaginable ringmaster far away. But these little playthings are so full of themselves and their aspirations that it is woefully tragic to see them manipulate big chunks of the jigsaw puzzle.
These are people stuck at a point, unable to go further. They need to see that; the piercing agony of being reduced to redundant puppets, played by some unimaginable ringmaster far away. But these little playthings are so full of themselves and their aspirations that it is woefully tragic to see them manipulate big chunks of the jigsaw puzzle.
Zombies under the Sun.
The bug bites everybody. But I want you
to come out of it a fitter person and champion this generation of
assholes.
Love,
Me
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