Toy Destroy

Quit and Learn

Quit and Learn

Quit and Learn

Quit and Learn

Death dead destroy toy

Don’t mess with me.

I’m a ghost in the night passing souls and burning down the highway doing my best to float above the sludge. I’m not tied up in I’m sorry head cases. It needs to be said: you are already dead. This lifetime has been expired but you still have to wait it out.

Those who lived and died one hundred years ago are faded I to memories and momentous. Every nervous decision suffering from optional paralysis while the result was null.

Those who live now repeat the same tasks. To much emphasis on the now. The already are the then, and the question of “did it even matter” are answered with time.

Probably didn’t matter. Not like they thought it did.

The rules are easy. Live like your dead and freedom is your reward.

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