Let’s Take a Train to the Werepire World

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the train to the werepire world is pretty and is black with pretty purple pokodots.

i love riding it to see my immortal parents and my birth place.

it has big mountains and black rain, black snow. its just lovely.

to watch as the flowers die and the trees cry out in pain for a dieing world.

to see the preps rejected and the freaks accepted , is a beautiful day.

to fly through the clouds and smell the rain when it is dry, to feel the life around you and how it dies, almost as if you are with the normal people. with the death of all people around you.

the hating of your kind gone replaced with the hating of humans

this makes them hard to live with for more then a couple of weeks but it is well worth it

though they call me the weak lover, because i love the humans, one of the weakest species on earth.

they do not know why i think humans should live, or why i care so for them, and protect them with my life, i hardly understand myself.

so lets take a train to the werepire world to see the black snow and human haters by riding on the black and purple train.

where we can be accepted.