NaPoWriMo #9 (04/09/2016)

Survivor’s guilt, a baby blanket used to keep us warm in the indignant foundation of self-reflexive universe. That is the funny thing about guilt. We don’t ever have to take the well-being of others in to consideration to feel guilty. Guilt and shame revolve around the individual feeling it. It is like when people cry “Why me” at a funeral. It ain’t about you stupid; you’re still breathing.

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