Friday, December 14, 2007

Quietus.

Born to love.

Bred to hate.

Call me, Recruit Lim.

All that I've worked my ass off for, all that I've sweat blood for, all gone to fucking waste.

Enslaved to this country, I've no choice. God teaches love and forgiveness, yet in a few months time, I will be trained to assassinate and eradicate. Thank this world for contradictions.

HAIL MURDER!

HAIL DESTRUCTION!

HAIL MILO!

I now discern life in a new perspective. And I take it on with a new vengeance.

I have made a folly of myself, time and time again. Still, I will do everything in my power to get what I want, folly or no folly.

But, who am I to play God?

In what position am I to decide anything for myself?

Why bother giving me choices then?

Justin, 00:58