Remember to love others, and to be loved -/ẖ͖̪͔̯̙i̖̹̣͎̟̖t͍͠ y̨̩̝͇͚o̠̩̙͖̥u͔͔r̗̖s͎̥̘̯͓ͅe̬̗̩̳̤͎ͅl̥̣̻͢f̠̩̖̹͖̪/- and to never hate those who wronged you, and to give -/w̟̘i̲̠̖̯͢t̠h̗̭̫̙̪̞̕ a̲̬͠ ͍͡h̵̲a͇m̤͈̰͚̼̖ͅm̨e̹͍͎̼̕r̨͓͓̥̺͎/- everyone a second chance,-/o̠̗̺ͅve̹͚͈̣r̰̻̥̼͉̯̀ ̼͕̰̪̺͟a̛̠̯̟̹n͎d͙͕͇͓̘̟ ̣̲ǫ̻̲̭͈̳̳v̷͚̩̠͔̲e̡̺̟̪͍r̤̤̦͓̪ͅ ̳͇̭̻̠̺̼a͇͓̙̯n͕͈̰d̝̜ ̥̥͕̱̮̩̩ov̧̭͇er̝͍/ because everyone deserves a second chance.



>> are you sure you exist? :) :) >>


<< :( :( laer leef t'nseod ti esuaceb <<


life isn't a disturbance as much as it's an inconvenience, let it pass


this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a night hello? his is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this i are you listening? nightmare,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,
this is a dream, this are you there? this are you paying attention? are,
this is a dream, this is a nightmare, this is a dream, this is a nightmare,

don't wake up, go back to the happy place.

it's your fault isn't it?-------------------------------------------------maybe i never existed
------------------------------------------------------------------------theres no proof for either case
It's your fault


---------------------------REGRET IS THE FEELING OF THE END OF THE WORLD-------------------------
>>>>>>>>>>REGRESS YOUR MIND, UNDERSTANDING LEADS TO DESPONDENCY<<<<<<<<
---------------------------EXISTENCE IS IMMEASURABLE, BUT STILL ESTIMATED-------------------------
>>>>>>>>>>>HAPPY THOUGHTS ARE FOUND IN THE MINDS OF THE INNOCENT<<<<<<<<<
----------------------------STAGNANT MINDS POOLING INTO AN EMPTY STREET--------------------------
>>>>>>>>>>>>LAST GRASPS INTO HUMANITY AS PURE BLISS SETS ITSELF IN<<<<<<<<<<
---------------------------GIVING MEANING TO THE END IS A MEAN'S TO AN END------------------------







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The walls writhe heavily, they move, of course, malleable like jelly.
The ceiling too, perturbates up and down like a heaving maw, water dripping down like saliva.
The floor contracts and expands erratically, as if out of breath, the grout bubbles, like warm blood.
Warm breath breeze through the walls, The lights blink, The floorboards croak.

This house is alive, and it's slowly consuming me.