Life is insufferable. The constant pain of living only drives the human race to make things better for themselves
You decide to get some fresh air on the roof. The steps and the roof are steep and long and seems like it goes on forever. Opening the door the the roof you see a skeleton man, leaning against the railing with a cigarette in its mouth. The grey skies above you give this calm melancholy feeling.You look into the skeleton’s hallow eyes. Emptiness and sadness consumes It. It notices your staring and says “Welcome to the abyss stranger”. You walk toward him, and take out a cigarette as well and reply “Is that were I am? I thought I was in Hell”
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