God fucking damn it…

You know what?

I’m not playing your sick little game

I’m well aware that you are going to kill me no matter what I say

I’m not gonna give you the satisfaction, I’m not going to bargain and be damn sure I’m not going to beg

I suggest you do it quickly, cause if you try to have fun with it I swear to the all mighty I’ll do my best to take you down to hell....

I felt particularly allured by the lake today. It’s weird, knowing exactly why but not be able to identify the feeling. I remember it so vividly. Every little emotion as I struggled to drag him out of the car. I looked everywhere, my hearth racing so much I thought I was actually gonna faint. The almost pitch dark ambience, the crickets being the only thing that interrupted the silence of the nigh...

I fell unconscious for what it felt like just seconds, only to find the group of drunken idiots punching each other on the ground. As always the problem escalated and more drunken old men went primal and got into the fight. I got up and tried to yank away one of them just to be welcomed by a hook on the knee. I fell backwards again but kept trying to pull at least one of them apart. And when I did...

It had to be, the same damn day. I cursed myself, I cursed the damn universe for putting me in this situation. I’d rather be beaten up on a jail cell than letting it come to this. She had her reasons, but she didn’t understood. How could she? I barely even talk to her in a non professional context. But I just couldn’t stand the thought. She would be by herself in that damn place. If it would be an...

I feel like I’ve been walking for hours now. Even so, I loved to take those long walks. I don’t think I ever felt more at ease with myself, it’s a level of tranquility I don’t get anywhere else. Even though I hated to deal with the aftermath of snowwy storms, the country was just lovely to be in. I recall when I first got there, the place that would eventually turn into a sacred little corner of t...

After all these years I got to see her again, but as much as I would like things to be ad simple as they were a few years back, they just couldn’t. We changed. A lot more than what I wanted to admit. I can’t even start to imagine what kind of stuff she was put through while she was away. How much those experiences had shaped her way of seeing the world. I always had the idea that the nicest people...