"Can I really live in the world that is so cruel to you?"
So, I decide to have my own art slave to do the story that I can't find a time to do it myself. Which I choose to use my own brother to give it a try. I hope you like his art style. If you like his work, I will let him do more of this with me come up with story and he made an art out of it. >.<
Do we go tragedy or hope? Will he become Mal or move on to be with her? Honestly I get it though, I know how he feels. The frustration of seeing people you care about constantly hurt and harmed creates a pit that can never be changed or unwarped. Even when you soothe it, the healing only makes it less painful but it still radiates a rage and sadness that cannot be denied.
Do we go tragedy or hope? Will he become Mal or move on to be with her? Honestly I get it though,
Fast and painful, or slow and rotting. Two different routes to oblivion. Whatever one's reason. I've been on the latter for a long time. I can't say it's any better sitting around paralyzed ineffectual and falling apart from the slow suicide of rot, versus that long step into the void. Then there is that fear... what if you survive it? Ugh...
Yeah, I can relate. Too many have gone on ahead of me and left me behind. I'm so fucking old. I have always been old or felt that way anyway. There are days I just wish I would f'n die already. It is such a g'damn selfish thing to feel, but no one else can feel it for me. I wouldn't wish it on anyone.
Fast and painful, or slow and rotting. Two different routes to oblivion. Whatever one's reason. I've