#verzogen

Und Regel Nr 4 zum wunderschönen Feiertag!

Geben Sie Kindern Liebe und Hilfe.

if i were a boyyyyu

Only fools sacrifice themselves for a cause unto which they cannot speak nor comprehend, willing to toss bodies and morality upon the spitfire tendencies of war in hopes of garnering an inkling of knowledge. And yet they harbor surprise and mournful wails when their methods are perceived as maddening and fruitless, the corpses toll higher than the outcome. Do they have a right to mourn, she wonders-- an idle concept built upon humanity's greatest weakness; itself.  

She makes no mention of it, however, coral petals of lips terse and flatlined as they pass the scope of her vision in the crowd. A buzz burns in the back of her skull to at least speak to those that she knows if only in a vicious camaraderie or in lingering militant respect. Her path had been chosen long before the option had arose, political intrigue and curiosity into human methods had been her primary goal-- so she feigned surprise when the lot of her graduating class deigned to become walking corpses.

It made everything so much easier.