So cold, we're so cold.... We are...

[wolven7]

It's... Tyme for another change in course. There has been too much and too many of the Affects. Affectings, Affectations, Affections. It's fucking with me. From outside, as well as within. There's been a subconscious drive to be what i'm not, to be what i admire, and to be what others expect me to be. i believe the proper term, now, is "No."

i've been trying to make everyone else happy, on a lower level, and it's making me miserable. So i'm stopping. This is me. Not a gunslinger. Not a priest. Not a confessional. Not a referee. This is me. Messenger, maybe. Destroyer, ultimately. Strong, ever. Myself, From now until the end of my days.

Good Nytes. Good Days. Dream Well.