"But why ask you to pay attention, when your brain can't stand the cost."
I'm just now getting my first taste of casualty. I want to spit it out and never be forced to swallow it again, because chocking down the lose of someone close doesn't just make your stomach ache; it makes everything ache. As typically clichéd, I sit here and I think, "Why him?" It's pathetic, really. Miles didn't deserve it. Of course, I'd always heard that only the good die young, but up until now, I never knew it to be true. I suppose that's why I'm still alive and kicking (more kicking, than alive, I'd say). I'm a little bit rotten on the inside, you know, and a spoiled brat, to be honest.
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