You know what, stop giving me all this 50/50 s**t.
You have a fifty percent chance of living. Bothersome bullshit.
I'm way different than anyone in this world. My perspective of the 'length' of life is horridly different than those of this place. I believe that if you want to live, you will. The flames of your body may be extinguished but you do have a soul. That soul will stay in life as long as you want it to be. Death means nothing when we unleash our own brand of chaos.
There's nothing to fear.
You'll live as long as you want to live. If you want to drop dead, then go right ahead. It's all on you.
Your fate is in your hands. There's not a thing as predestiny.
Huh. I guess I prefer to gamble more than most people. But the thing is..
If you choose to die on me, I'll never forgive you.
It's more to the heart, my heart, than it is to anyone elses. I'm so tired of people worrying. It's life, people. C'est la vie.
Blah. Stop giving me the half n' half. That's no confidence.
V Ko · Sat Apr 05, 2008 @ 04:09am · 0 Comments |