Warm Bodies

What am I doing with my life? I'm so pale, I should get out more, I should eat better, my posture is terrible - I should stand up straighter, people would respect me more if I stood up straighter. Whats wrong with me? I just wanna connect, why can't I connect with people?! ... Oh right, it's because I'm dead. I wish I could introduce myself to people but I don't remember my name anymore; I mean, I think it started with an R but that's all I have left. I can't remember my name, or my parents, or my job... Although my hoodie would suggest I was unemployed. I shouldn't be so hard on myself, I mean we're all dead. Sometimes I try piecing together how this whole 'Apocalypse' thing happened, could have been chemical warfare, or an airborne virus, or a radioactive outbreak Monkey! - that doesn't really matter, this is what we are now. So, this is a typical day for me, I shuffle around, occasionally Bumping into people, unable to apologise, or say much of anything. It must have been so much better before, where everyone could express themselves and communicate their feelings, and just.. Enjoy each others company. A lot of us have made out home in here, at this Airport, I dont know why, people wait at Airports I guess, but I'm not sure what were all waiting for. Oh man, The call the creepy skeleton looking guys Boney's, they don't bother us much, but they'll eat anything with a heart beat, I mean, I will too... But at least Im conflicted about it. We all become them someday, at some point you just give up I guess, and lose all hope, after that theres no turning back, ughhh, - this is what I have to look forward to, it's kind of a bummer. I don't wanna be this way, I'm lonely, I'm lost... I mean I'm literally lost I've never been in this part of the airport before....

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