I managed a weak smile as I lay on the cold, hard-tiled floor.
I won, I still have my pride. I'm leaving still equipped with the one thing that David left me with.
But I couldn't help but wonder - as I lay there, awaiting for the darkness to cloud over my mind - about my life. My short life. I pondered over all of the decisions I made, regretting and grimacing at the bad ones and rejoicing over the few good ones.
But in the end, as I came to the final moment of my life, the fog glazing over the world, I had one last question as my very life essence drained out along with the blood.
Is a psychopath really better than no path at all?
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A psychopath is better than no path at all.
Tajemnica / ThrillerI wouldn't say that I have a mental disorder, I'd just say that I'm mourning. And everyone mourns. Even if they don't notice they are. They mourn for loved ones. They mourn for missed opportunities. Even the most cold...
