Suvivor's Lament (part deux)

I’ve seen my fair share of shit since this thing started; we all have. So I don’t get why no one else fucking understands that there is no “getting through this”.

And that smell! I bet when you watched all those zombie movies growing up, you never though about the smell of a million rotting corpses. I am here to tell you that I don’t think I would ever eat meat again even if we could find an animal that hadn’t already been turned. It gives a whole new meaning to the concept of Mad Cow if you know what I mean.

Fuck. This is all just fucking wrong. I don’t even know how I got this far.

There is a bitch in the corner who hasn’t stopped crying since we found her. I am not even sure why we brought her this far. We would have been doing her a fucking solid to put a bullet in her head. To be honest, I am not even sure why I haven’t put one in my own yet.

They say it is instinct to try to survive; I say it is just fucking insanity.

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