Day by day

[emphasizethe2]

Life goes on, day by day. And each day I grow more weary of the path I walk. Walking, walking, never ending. I slowly trod along. My heart is far away, and they just can't seem to leave me alone. Day by day, I grow more tired. Tired of this life. I can see a light at the end of the tunnel, a hope for the future. Alas, it is clouded by doubt. Day by

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[anonymous]

You need to watch Cowboy Bebop. Right. Bloody. Now. Get your ass over here, I'll cheer you up if it takes all the drugs, alcohol, and bizarre existential philosophy I possess.

[emphasizethe2]

Umm, sounds nice, but who are you?