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Alive again. Sometimes sleep helps change one's perspective on life. Personaly, this is why I hate it so. The doubts, the uncertainties. It's like dying and being brought back without the hair loss. I was told that I was going to be judged by my actions. As always I felt this would relate to that damn promise I made to the fighter, Terry. Instead I found myself standing over his daugter, being given the choice to decide the result of HER actions. Stupid fate... | Alive again. Sometimes sleep helps change one's perspective on life. Personaly, this is why I hate it so. The doubts, the uncertainties. It's like dying and being brought back without the hair loss. I was told that I was going to be judged by my actions. As always I felt this would relate to that damn promise I made to the fighter, Terry. Instead I found myself standing over his daugter, being given the choice to decide the result of HER actions. Stupid fate... | ||
Alive again. Sometimes sleep helps change one's perspective on life. Personaly, this is why I hate it so. The doubts, the uncertainties. It's like dying and being brought back without the hair loss. I was told that I was going to be judged by my actions. As always I felt this would relate to that damn promise I made to the fighter, Terry. Instead I found myself standing over his daugter, being given the choice to decide the result of HER actions. Stupid fate...
...I gotta find a way to get this blood off my clothes...
~J.C.