You Live Only Once! Ah only if that were true. How many times have I died and brought back to life? Well I have lost count. You wouldn't believe how many battle scars I bear on my fragile skin. Oh that doesnt mean I have begun to get bored. I am every bit as enthused as I was at the beginning no matter how bloody I am at this point... like Katy Perry says.. I am a champion and you re gonna hear me ROAR!
End is nigh..
If u r wondering why my posts are becoming morbid by the minute, it is because I am losing faith with each ticking second.
It is time to close my eyes and never wake up. Time to sleep the last sleep. Time to be selfish for once. They will be alright. Thank you for letting me be a survivor but I think I have proved my point. It is time for me to go now. I am tired. So very tired.
Run delilah run!
I feel like I M in one of those games where the screen moves and I have to race to keep up. At least in the game I could hit pause or when I die I will be given extra lives. Only if that can be applied to real life. I am certain that I would have exhausted my extra lives by now..
Trying to catch the last ray of light
If Nero could play his harp while all rome burnt down, why can't we just ignore all our problems and enjoy the last few hours we can breath freely before all hell breaks lose? Is there really any point worrying? Eventually it will be the same pit of misery no matter what we do.
It's not a nice feeling. It is just knowing eventuality is inevitable. We face it in the battlefield nevertheless even when we know the rays of light we see now are going to be the last.
Colorfully dull
True colors... even though you wish you could see the others for who they really are, u really don't want to. You are merely curious. You don't wanna know what the others have suffered or gone through in order to survive. You are just digging for dirt. That is what you mean when you wish that you could see their true colors.
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