in those final moments as reality collapsed around us, she looked at peace, no fear or anguish she just shone with that radiant shine that she always did, dignified and accepting. In those moments I think I finally understood, we had tried and I think that's all that really mattered.
maybe it's just mean but I don't understand fear of death or sadness when someone dies, it happens to everyone, it's a natural part of life and personally I couldn't imagine a greater hell than immortality.
You become a changed person when you face the reaper and deny him your soul.
If he's holding a gun, chances are he's gonna run outta bullets; but if he's holding a chainsaw...RUN!
Its my job to cause you pain, to show you life aint so fun and rosy all the time. don't you get it? I'm not the enemy here..life is.
They say don't wound what you can't kill, well..where's the fun in just killing you?..I love to wound and wound and wound,and just when you feel am gonna kill you..I'll wound you again,.and then I'll kill you.
she dances and sings in the light, she lurks in the shadows and she always gets her way.