I hate saying it, becouse its a deprived state, but you and I nick are about to embark. ITs the time for hystericle paranoia, and fantasies of cities in a post-apocaliptic enviroment. The zombies are feasting, and we stand pointlessly in the relm of odd sounds and something having to do with a mop. We stair out the window at the dawn, and discuss what we are; the last living souls. We watch video's for musicians we hate, and we listen to the 28 days later soundtrack, and we hit bre with hockeysticks. Were living, and thats all that matters, not the apathy, or the pointless existance, just that we are living.
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