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Hate to say...

I told you the world was dying.
Everyone just said I was being Miley, but I carried on saying it.
I carry on saying it.
You all think that this time next year you will be out there riding the rollercoasters again.
You all thin that you can pack the cinema's and watch someone with super-powers saving the world while the actual world crumbles around you.
Bad things have happened this year. You continue to debate the number of genders and if it's PC to identify as a penguin.
Bad things have happened this year. You continue to consume, you live on piles of things you don't need while your paracetamol, toilet paper, flour and tinned pies rot in the pantry.
Bad things have happened this year. You continue to go on the internet and shout 'look at me, I am special, I have something'
Bad things have happened this year. You create new dances and watch as a million people copy those dances.
Bad things have happened this year. You pump out more children in the hope it will fill the gap you created when you 'settled'.
I could go on but I am no better than you. I know no more than you. I live the same life as you. I want the same things as you.
Bad things have happened this year. Bad things will keep happening. Things are not ending. Things are just starting. Then they will end and the world will be a landfill.

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