Tuesday, January 28, 2014

4.

I'm gone a lot.

I won't apologize for it, I prefer it.

Although what does it really matter if I do die?

None of you know me.

Just that I kill monsters.

Perhaps that's enough,

but I don't really think so.

You can know people for years and still be shot in the back by them.

Or worse, be the shooter.

Like me.

Oh look, personal information.

Just wait, now this whole post is going to be flooded with people telling me they still care

That I'm a good person.

Save it.

I'm not here to make friends.