Because it is the end of the world, they don’t understand. Since there isn’t many of us left, no one cares. No one cares about me. They only care about themselves. They think that this world was selfish before the end was dropped, but it’s much worse now. The people were very caring and helping when it all started, but time kept moving on and so did they. They don’t care about me, but I still do. I still seek my passions. I still seek my wants and needs. I still need my Greek yogurt with berries and granola.
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