It has been some time since I last sat down to write within these pages. I have come to realize that the battles I walked into are meaningless, just like much of this life. Having come to this realization, I have left them and I do not plan on returning to them.
The love of my life is my friend once again. Though I never realized just how much pain it would bring me. I hate this life that I live. I was a horrible person before her. I would have slain my closest friends for nothing more than money. Then she entered my life, and I began to change. I was no longer the monster, I was becoming something more human. I feel the monster coming back, and that monster is filled with something much worse than before. I am becoming, again, that which I hate. My happiness that once filled my heart can now only be found in a bottle. I can no longer see a reason for me to walk on, save one thing. A promiss. I cannot, no, I will not break this promiss.
I have sought out a demon, one of my closest friends. That demon has helped me in the past. Perhaps he can help me once again.
-- The Vagrant Soul
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crying Awww, you're not a monster and it is true that the person that we truely love brings out the best in us. Talk to her and try again at the relationship. My advice it to NEVER EVER give up on love. Maybe she needs some space. 3nodding Don't let the monster out send him to hell where he belongs and let the feelings that you feel out.
From your friend;
Little Angel of Light!