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I cannot become myself. I cannot become someone else. I'm a fool. I'm an idiot. I sleep, hoping for everything to stop. A hope to drift away... ...fade away... Envelop me into darkness. I cannot be seen nor heard there.

You dash and dodge as if you have no aim in your life, the percentage of death crawls up higher as your failed attempts in conflict leave you hurt and unsure in your abilities. The conflict leaves you resolute in your belief : I cannot beat you. Why does this your life end in a big bang, a fading star.... You go out in a fight... taunting your way.... enticing your opponent to challenge your abilities further. Your respect for your opponent grow as your lives fall off one by one, why cant i beat this ? why cant i win? Turning rogue from your master, facing the world in a premature fashion, fighting opponents that do not respect your abil

You know when people say that dogs are a mans best friend, i didnt beleive that for so long, i've come into the ownership/care of 2 dogs over my life time. The first's name was charlie, a nice king charles spaniel, crafty and quite dumb at times but he was nice, memories of him are distant and faded, reason being is because we got our new dog a few months after charlie was run over a car. One memory that stands out of him was when i found him dead on the side of the road, with apologetic drivers standing over him, I picked him up without words and carried him home, the first place i could think of. I met my sister on the short walk home, w