... the hard way. Everyone's damnation, maybe.
But the dark brings good advice tonight.
There are only
things. For God's sake, always try to surround you with
things and be happy.
I won't bore others and *myself* with details of the story, but it won't happen again,
I won't fall again.
It happened (for real, I mean) three times in my life.. the results were... devastating.
Three is a number with a meaning.
I swear upon my honour, I won't show my true-self again to a girl/woman.
They will never know
who I am, again.
It's only a weapon for them. A "weapon of specific individual destruction", I might say.
Oh, no, they'll see only my dark side, the only one they like, the only one that has been loved in the past,
and is loved today.
And it can be horribly dark. It was well wrapped, contained, secured...
I remember an old italian comic movie, one of those B-movies that made the cult and the history of everyone
of my generation.
The "good hero" is about to smack the villain, and this one says:
"hey, you just can't! You are the GOOD ONE!" "There's no evil one more evil than a good one when he becomes evil!"
Hope my translation is understandable...
Anyway this how I feel now, and how my future will be marked, in the appropriate context.
Sorry for rant, of course
