Do you think that maybe death is simpler than living? The easiest way out of living a shitty life on Earth only to get a damned ticket to hell. This isn't simple, my memories are gone, everything I knew or at least what I thought I knew, was gone. Usually people are happy about having their slate clean... usually people don't have flesh in between their teeth and want to kill you everyday but who's to judge. Nothing lives, nothing feels, survival.. survival of what? Seemed this world is to fucked up to say their was ever a time when anything felt like paradise. We use to talk of war and murder others for many reasons but now it's different. I am Serene Jackson and it's the law, Kill of be eaten.Todos los derechos reservados