When the Heartless Learns to Love

Blood. Guns. Fights and stuff. I lived this life for almost 17 yrs. I carry with me fame. I have the most riches. I have the beauty. I once grew up in a colorful world but every story just has its last word and a song has its last note. But, that doesn't make my life boring. It just made it more fun.

I deal with the evil each and everyday and I have my friends to back me up. This is the good part though. I am not alone.

Now, my life just got ruined knowing a few new people. They carry with them change and I became a victim. Knowing them let me know love. And I hate it.