The feeling of rusty nails in my skin is calling for me to respond with an accurate answer to a question that is yet to be asked. It is safe to reveal that I do not hold the answer. I might have the idea of the key, but not the key itself. Chances are that the key never existed at all. The lock is there, present, but the key . . .
Breathe! Remember to breathe! It's all repetitive. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale.
With the air that you breathe your lungs fill up with all the wretchedness of the world you're trying to inhale. You become the world. With every single breath, you are one step closer, to being the world. This rotten piece of an existence mimicking. When you exhale, you only lose yourself even more. It's best to die young if you want to die as yourself, because, as you get older, when you die, the world dies.
Sugar caramel is never to be enjoyed without a good dose of acidic liquids to wash it all down your gastrointestinal system. Remember to keep your household chemicals at ready to be consumed any moment, should you desire to have yourself a treat!
''How are you today?''
- ''Nonexistent.''
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