But that’s the deal right? The people who are living are haunted by the dead. We are who we are. And we do what we do cause’ they’re still here. In our heads. In the forest. The whole world is haunted now. And there is no getting out of it. Not until we are dead.
Maybe they’re not haunting us. Maybe they’re just teaching us. Helping remind us so that we can live with what we have to do.
I’m sick of cleaning up after everyone in this apartment. Fuck. I’m done living with people.
My little experiment went exactly as expected.