Hey survivor...
I think you're a survivor, anyway... I hope you are... Otherwise I've been absolutely wasting my time...
In any case... Even if I'm just typing this for a future me to look back on (and probably regret)... It's kinda theraputic...
How does one cope with the everyday torture of life post-apocalypse? Write about it!
Allocate ten minutes to half an hour a day, and just type about feelings and advice and all that shit.
Very soon, you will reach a point where you ascend from the gloomy depths of reality, and enter into a higher level...
Even though nobody cares, it's nice to pretend that they do. Keeps me fighting. Keeps me killing the undead.
Oh, I just can't emphasise enough how useful this has been to me...
Vital, you could say. It's like... Keeping a diary. A journal on the trials and tribulations of life in Zombieland...
Every time I poke a lettered key on this miraculous communication device, I feel a little bit more human.
Read down the line as much as you like. That's not the real message. I'm really hiding in the words. In the sentences...
Even this one!
Stop reading this. You know you can do better. So go do it!
There are others out there. Just like you. We need to work as a group. Destroy the zombies, eliminate the infection.
I'm not the one to follow. Just the one to get the ball rolling.
Make a permanent impression on cyberspace... Who knows what might happen?
Are you undead? Can you form concious thoughts? Well, then use that noggin of yours to help the remains of humanity!
There must be a reason why the horde wants your brains... Perhaps it's this!
Even if I die tomorrow (which I might), at least this could be my legacy. My footprint on the earth. My footprint on digital history...
Don't make excuses... I would love to read your blog! Any survivor to be honest! It makes me feel less alone...
Mankind is almost gone... I'm just updating this so that the leftover humans might not feel so devastated.
Yes, I'm talking to you! I'm here, on the other end of this word, just as scared of zombies as you are!
Children of Armageddon, do not drift apart! United we stand, divided we fall! Please keep contact!
Hey, I'm writing this for you right now. Partially me, but primarily you.
Always has been... That first post. You made me do that. So thank you.
Now you may think I'm a weirdo. I get too emotional sometimes. I'm desperate to be wanted. I'm easily depressed.
Combining all these things... You wouldn't talk to me or even be reading this if there weren't flesh-eating monsters outside!
Except... There are. At the end of the day, I am alive. I'm surviving. And for as long as I update this, I'll be alive too!
So, what do you say? Shall we 'survive' together?
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