The climb is so difficult, you try so hard to go little by little...

And there's even a very high chance of falling...


But the descent...

Is so easy, right?

So easy to just jump from this place sooo high...

Only to realize that gravity makes you turn into a pile of shredded meat on the ground...



If you're not unlucky, you won't even feel the pain...

It would be sooo uncomfortable for others around you, but soooo pleasurable for you...

You'd simply stop feeling...

No pain, no burns, no cuts, just...

Nothing? Freedom? Peace?

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If there's a chance something could go wrong,

Well, it's going to go wrong for me.

Be an angel... Free to walk in the limited hands of a being who commands you..

Or be a demon.. bound by the chains of freedom...

Imagine being God, you would have the power to choose...

TMC Cesar Torres skin for Forsaken Noli

May the heart that has already died rot inside, but may such a heart not infect the veins with its resentment and hatred.

One day the Punching Bag will tear again, and you won't have any more thread and needle to sew it back together.

Nothing is infinite, the Punching Bag won't the able to handle so many punches.

They hate me, and nothing will change that fact.

There is no present or future that can change my past.

If they hate my past, they hate me, all of them.

Rip out your guts, your heart, your veins, and more.

Unfortunately, for some reason, your friends ATTACH themselves to you, and they want you ALIVE, to SUFFER.

They make you CHEW and SWALLOW the same FLESH, until you VOMIT and lose your TEETH.

Your blood overflows twice as much, you are a living shield that cares.

But you know that no one looks at you as a sword, but rather as a shield that serves only to suffer.