I can't
remember the last time I had a
dream. Do I even
sleep anymore? If I do, I don't
remember. Maybe I do
sleep, but all I
dream about are
memories. Perhaps I just walk from waking to
slumber so fluidly now that I don't even notice.
It doesn't matter anymore anyway. This is
E N D L E S S . I feel it in my
b o n e s . These
E T E R N A L b o n e s . How can I ever
escape this? I might have felt
hope's embrace once. Now all I feel is the clutch of pain. The pain of existing.
Can I even
DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE? It seems hard to believe in such a simple, elegant solution. I'm probably not that lucky. I'll probably be stuck here until the heat
death of the universe. Stuck here with Harvey and the blank-faced puppet. Trapped forever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
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Nononononono! Youre giving in! Put a stop to it right now! Dont give up! Please!
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