| Current mood: | exanimate |
| Current music: | absolutely nothing. |
our job is to kill you for you.
i'm obligated to say certain things. i'm supposed to be infinate. i am predesigned to smile. programmed to laugh. yet i'm out and beyond, i've realized it's my time. and i'm need to be gone. i'm need to be cold. i need to be dead.
and you, where are you when i learned of this? you tell me you cry out every day. i can't see much happening in the future, you need to know that i'm already dead.
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