i donโt feel satisfied until iโve wrecked every good thing in my life. i wanted to be left with nothing. not because i wanted nothing๏ผ but because i was frightened of having something to lose.
He scowled at the implication, arms crossed over his chest. He wasn't entirely satisfied with the answer he was givenโ Mainly because it was as vague as he would've been. "Hardy har." He said flatly.
โBecause I was a weak minded young man who was lost in his path. I'm afraid I'm still lost, just hopefully not as weak minded as I once was.โ
He smiled and moved one hand in the air.
โNo offense, of course.โ
"Why did he choose you?" His curiosity was getting the better of him at the momentโ And he was certain he wouldn't get an entirely straight answer from the Deity himself.
โJust a thought.โ
Arthur kept a calm smile as he noticed the other's behavior. He knew he had tripped on something special there, but he was patient.
mama, look, i can be goodโฏโฏโฏi can be anything you want. take me apart ๏ผ. put me back together. i'll be good, i promise. mama, love me. why won't you love me.
death is a familiar friend of mine. i have learned to love it's grip on my throat as my vision blurs; only to wake once again, waiting for it's next embrace.
โWhy do I sense you have a strange view of me . . .โ
The man mused in a soft chuckle, watching his big, brown eyes. He looked like a confused puppy, almost.