𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

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It was a typical day, like any other. The morning was as hectic and stressful as ever, with employees rushing to get to work. They stood in long queues, eagerly awaiting their early dose of caffeine, engrossed in their phones, or reading newspapers as they hurried down the sidewalk, occasionally colliding with passers-by. Meanwhile, some workers were finishing their night shifts, ready to go to bed after a hard night's work to make ends meet. Regardless of their efforts, they never seem to get that extra bit of help to pay the bills and provide for their families.

Vegas traffic seems to run the same as it usually does, the obnoxious sounds of honking and yelling, yeah, like thats going to make a difference, they only overexert their energy in the effort to move the traffic along. The working class believe by getting up early for work in the mornings and hitting the road as fast as they can, will make a difference in beating the morning traffic but I dont think theyve gotten it into their heads yet Everyone has that mindset. If everyone has this idea that if they get up early and leave early, it will make a difference. You Are Only Putting Yourselves in The Same Situation You Wanted to Avoid. In. The. First. PLACE.

Honestly, the amount of times society has disappointed me could make Hitler sigh and shake his head. No, Im not a supporter, its just my analogy, get over yourself. Back to the story, I guess I understand them. I wouldnt want to be late for work, tardiness is something I hate, so, I guess I cant really blame them for the pressure. Moving forward, every time I place my vote with the intention of making some kind of a difference, it always happens to come short. Sorry, that was awfully conceited of me to believe only I can make a difference. Maybe Im having main character syndrome. We wanted a different party to lead our country, yet for some reason the votes were in favor of someone with ill intentions. However, doesnt every office we vote for have their own secrets and hidden agendas, holding them from reaching the ears of those who could expose them? So, how the fuck did we end up with this situation on our hands?

Where did it all go wrong? We trusted them enough to keep us safe, to give a fighting chance. They thought they could handle the predicament quietly and discreetly, keeping things under wrap but they failed. They failed us and now we are the ones to pay for their actions, their mistakes. Its our consequences now. Now, theyre sitting in their highly secure mansions and houses, drinking tea and coffee, while the rest of us are vulnerable to their mistake. Were left running amuck like headless chickens, having absolutely no clue of why these things are attacking us and what they are. We thought they were just words on a piece of paper or the enemies in action-horror films. We were clearly wrong.

Were stuck with this situation now. Its time to scavenge, hide, fight, and above all Survive.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot

FUCK YOU, GOVERNMENT.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 17, 2023 ⏰

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