one more day of this and i'll find myself dead yesterday.

'get off my chest, the story ends.'

whoever reads this, you will be dead someday. there is no god, no afterlife, and you've wasted what little time you will ever know reading my shit.

goodnight, i'll never see you again for the rest of time.

one wrong step and you're dead forever.

one beautiful.

in the land.

of the.

bloody bears.

one unit one.

still trying.

to cry out.

sharpened hairs.

one happy spot.

among them.

one haven.

a million hells.

fight! fight!

throw out your red beings.

tunnel in the rocks.

but we're bears not hawks.

see yourself in a block of ice.

close your eyes and you're dead.

a canyon canvas is never better than lead. alliteration aside.

if i had one bullet i would shoot a metronome.

if you had a powerful enough telescope, you could look out at the horizon and see yourself.

as your mind comes to realize this, you vanish.

and the mystery continues...

and you'll only last as long as your clouds dont give out, and they've proved how reliable they are in the past.

the isle of loss isnt big enough for your whining.

please exit immediatly.