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Weekly Funnies- Saturday with a Blast

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Yay! Its the weekend! I need to get some fresh air. My cheeks could use a little bit of air lifting and lightening up!

Have a great weekend friends! Get your face and cheeks some fresh air while you’re at it. Love and light as always.

Alex

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March to Hell

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Join us…

Won’t you join us?

Join the March of the undead.

I slowly watch the pack where they gloat their glory.

Thousands are dead, millions are gone, hundreds are missing, dozens are lost, but one thing remains……

Hell.

One place, one time, one state of mind, one and only one…

Since I have tumbled into the black abyss, I can now say for sure that it is nothing like what you see in the books of history and time.

The dead do indeed walk this earth everyday. 

Rotten, decaying, revolting, appalling, infested, fly ridden, infected, sloshing, seeping…

A virus without a cure. An infection that can no longer be contained. A hope that is sure to be lost.

I lost mine the moment I looked into those lifeless eyes before I fell into the fire.14524_1_other_wallpapers_zombies

Empty sockets, grey skin, discolored teeth, tattered and ripped clothing, flesh and bits of bone missing.

This has become my daily norm.

They only feed off the living when the living come to their domain.

Since I got here, I knew I was next.

There’s nothing that can be said or done to fix that.

Fate is no longer in the palm of my own hands.

There is no fate, hope, faith, love, or joy.

There is nothing made of light in the null void we call hell.

unnamedJust the march of the undead souls who will walk for an eternity for a cruel false god.

He is the one that stands behind me with the empty eye sockets.

I can not defy him for it mean I would be part of the undead. 

Now after thousands of years, I’m not sure if it would be better for me to stay as the Devil’s apprentice or to be part of the March of the undead.

It makes absolutely no difference to me.

I’ll never know what it’s like to be dead…

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