Survival isn’t about being the strongest, it’s about being the smartest.
In this world, you kill or you die.
We are the walking dead.
I’m doing the best I can to keep everyone alive, but sometimes it’s not enough.
We don’t get to save everyone, but we keep trying.
The world ended, but that doesn’t mean we have to lose our humanity.
You don’t know what it’s like out there. They can’t give me what I want.
We’re still alive, and that means we have a chance.
I trust my gut more than anything or anyone else.
There’s no room for weakness in this new world.
We had to do terrible things to survive, but never forget who you are.
We’re all infected. It’s not the outside world we have to fear, it’s ourselves.
Sometimes you have to make the hard choices, even if they make you a monster.
I used to think I was the good guy. Now I’m not so sure.
You’re either the butcher or the cattle in this new world.
Fight the dead, fear the living.
We lost our way, but we can find it again.
Hope is the most dangerous weapon we have.
You can’t just give up. The only way out is through.
There’s no time for second-guessing. It’s do or die.
We’re survivors. We adapt, we overcome, we evolve.
We have to keep moving forward, even when it feels impossible.
Sometimes the hardest thing in this world is to hold onto your humanity.
We’re not heroes, we’re just survivors.
Blood doesn’t make you family, loyalty does.
Every sacrifice we make brings us closer to victory.
Never underestimate the power of hope, even in the darkest times.
We may be the last ones left, but that doesn’t mean we’re alone.
Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.
The only thing that matters in the end is how you lived.
You don’t know what you’re capable of until you’re pushed to the edge.
There’s no such thing as too far in this world.
We can’t let our past define us. We have to create our own future.
Sometimes the best way to honor the dead is to keep on living.
Maybe we’re not meant to save the world, just try to make it a little bit better.
The dead are all around us, but we’re still breathing.
We’re survivors, and survivors make their own luck.
You have to keep fighting, even when it feels like there’s nothing left to fight for.
The world may be broken, but we’re still standing.
We have to remember who we were before all of this, or we’ll lose ourselves.
It’s not about the number of days we’ve lived, it’s about what we’ve done with those days.
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to keep hope alive.
Don’t let your fear control you. Use it as fuel.
We can’t let the darkness consume us. We have to be the light.
We’re not defined by the mistakes we’ve made, but by how we learn from them.
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