What you are cannot be denied but what I am is always denied. It's easier accept other's flaws than your own. Everyone want's to be perfect - not me. Other's needs is simple.
Everyone tries to hold on reaching that light, but what if that light draws darkness and is drawn to it? Like me.
Kerran Kuolema kysyi minulta: ”Jos antaisin sinulle kaksi pilleriä, toinen on sininen ja toinen punainen. Sininen antaisi sinulle ikuisen kuolemattomuuden ja punainen ottaisi henkesi heti. Kumman ottaisit?”