MDJ plus love times faith divided by fate = hope.

This world, the cold bastard of a b***h where good and evil existst, simeltaneously. Causing me to twitch. Sometimes I'm motivated or thrust, moved by emotion. Blind of trust. Knowin' what I know whilebeing what I am clashing, thrashing into merciful wishing circumstances, I ram. Resulting again into virtuous gains. The good from the bad, the extraction from pains. Reminds me to remind me of why I was born, why I f**kin' tear, when I am torn. To try to try to keep on with strife? Needing recollection, that beautiful is life. Written by ibcamisolated. A.k.a. Pyrusmalus.