"It's overrated, knowing what you want. I just want to live and see what life comes to offer and find out who I am."
"Sometimes you've got to make your own path, you've got to make a name for yourself."
"Why? Why should we care so much? We will all end up 6 feet under, with maggots roaming our insides. We will rot and no one will care."
"You're right, we are all one of the same kind. We will all die no matter who we are and what we do. Maybe it won't matter if we had a sad, happy, or meaningful life, but I don't want to destroy the life I have. I want to make it worth while."
"So you want it all? The good and the bad?"
"Yeah, don't we all want it all? We were raised that way after all."
"Maybe you're right, trying might be worth it."
"So what do you say?"
"Perfection and power are overrated so I'm in. I've got my cigarettes, whiskey, and my soul. I've got you & you're painted black eyes. It's all I need and it seems like it's going to be an extraordinary life."
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A/N: The beginning of a new
story, I'm not necessarily calling it a fan fiction, due to the characters not going to be their famous selves. I hope you enjoy.
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FanfictionThe true mind can weather all the lies and illusions without being lost. The true heart can touch the poison of hatred without bring harmed.
