I was taught by my parents growing up that it's always my fault. My mother had a rule. If I fought with any kid, I'd get beaten. ( by her when she found out, of course). If any kid hit me and I retaliated in self-defence, I'd get beaten. Needless to say, to my young … Continue reading The Spiral
There is no glory in suicide. There is glory every other kind of death. Dying for an idea, for freedom, for what's right. Dying in the line of duty. Dying for the sake of innocent human lives. But to take one's life, dying for themselves is considered an act most heinous and most criminal. Society … Continue reading Morituri Nolumus Mori
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