Introduction
Scriptures of Ranting
His hands glowed red, as if burning, he willed for it to stop but it didn't respond, the glow intensified. A flaming sphere materialised in front of his palm and it shot forth, burning a hole through the wall, and into the back alley. He gasped for air as the fireball took something from him. His hands stop glowing and a cold voice in his mind commanded him to run.
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Nothing really much..
Supressing my emotions seems.. harder than before..
It is calling me, I know it.. But some part of me is resisting it..
As if fighting a losing battle is bad enough, things just had to go worse and worse..
Com is slowing down don't know why.. hope the Moderators and forums.techguy.org can help..
Matrices.. bullshit.. they gave us worksheets to do.. and I found out that.. ALL of the questions.. and FULL ANSWERS are online.. wtf..
I reflected on some matters and I realised:
I really had no interest in HCL, Im flunking and Im not gonna do anything about it.
I've read too much off-syllabus stuff, Sci-Fi books. Hence the stories, BUT MY STORIES ARE 100% ORIGINAL.. they are pieced by my brain..
Im losing interest in EVERYTHING.. I don't know why but I just know it.
I am emo but I hide it, there are people who want to join me in my rotting, but I told them they won't make it. Coming into my field alone is a tough one..
Then, when I've become the nexus of this field, I start to realise what's going on around me.. I start to realise what ppl feel, Please for the love of whatever you like, PLS DON'T BE ME.. Nobody would like you if you are like me..
This is by countless experiences.. I'm going to be a dead example soon, with no memoirs..
Sinking deeper into Quicksand.. The more i struggle, the deeper i sink..