What if the world has already ended and we are all in the afterlife, but we have forgotten what the real world was like. And that's why life sucks because it's supposed to. What if we all did something to contribute to the end, even the nicest of us but we just don't remember. The only way to escape is to eat Tide Pods.
*DISCLAIMER: DON'T EAT TIDE PODS KIDS THEY WILL LITERALLY MELT YOU STOMACH AND TURN YOUR INSIDES TO ACID. THEY KILL YOU SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY, PLUS THEY TASTE LIKE CRAP, LIKE LIKING THE BOTTOM OF SOME HOBO'S SHOE IS PROBABLY SAFER AND TASTES BETTER*
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Short Stories and Poetry
KurzgeschichtenRandom short stories and Poetry some original, some ones I just liked. Things from emo superpowers, and dramatic paintball scenes, here is a collection of stories that are sure to entertain you.
