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Joce-lyn
All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense.
Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence.
I now question myself and the allegience I forged. Is this how hard work is repaid? In terms of backstabbing and slandering? What the hell is this? I work hard, not for myself, but for the men alongside me as well. I don't give up, and neither do they. Why are such events occuring all around? Then, do tell, what is the point of working hard for such repayments? Is it even worth the time that I am spending? At a point, I felt pride. I felt proud to do the right thing. I felt honoured though the road was tough. Now, looking back, I tell myself that all has been done in vain. Everything has come to naught.
Fucking bastards. You will all pay one day. A debt of blood is thrust upon your very souls that will be paid. Not by my hands, but by God's alone. You will all see the light one day, and that will be the eternal flame of Hell. The world is not fair, but with God, all would be fair. Justice will rear its ugly head and slam down with almighty force upon the facade you people operate behind. I believe, and I will have no remorse wishing ill upon such despicable creatures for such creatures, not even close to a dog but more towards the slime, have no right to even breath the very same air I take into my lungs. Even a dog would be ashamed to be associated with the likes of you bastards.
None of you would walk out alive. Of that I am certain. None. Not a single one of you would be granted eternal life nor reincarnation. God is just. In what I see, the five limbs will be severed and cast upon hungry packs of wolves where a fitting end is met.
Fucking bastards. You will all pay one day. A debt of blood is thrust upon your very souls that will be paid. Not by my hands, but by God's alone. You will all see the light one day, and that will be the eternal flame of Hell. The world is not fair, but with God, all would be fair. Justice will rear its ugly head and slam down with almighty force upon the facade you people operate behind. I believe, and I will have no remorse wishing ill upon such despicable creatures for such creatures, not even close to a dog but more towards the slime, have no right to even breath the very same air I take into my lungs. Even a dog would be ashamed to be associated with the likes of you bastards.
None of you would walk out alive. Of that I am certain. None. Not a single one of you would be granted eternal life nor reincarnation. God is just. In what I see, the five limbs will be severed and cast upon hungry packs of wolves where a fitting end is met.
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