Just that

"... but I don't want you to take me with you. I want you to come with me. No. Listen. I'm not coming."

Same, same, same, same, same, same, same, same... same ol' story. I don't want comfort. I want magic and I'm willing to pay in blood for it. I crave all of the discomfort that comes with it. I really don't fucking care! I just want to see what I want to see and go where I want to go. My aim is set very specifically there and nothing can compare. Nothing! I mean it! It's highly premeditated impulsiveness and it serves a reason. It has meaning. Just for once. Let me be what I want to do.

Done negotiating. Fine! I'm gonna go at it alone then. You go your own way if you must. I prefer it this way, otherwise it's never gonna happen.

I don't know if it should or if it shouldn't, whether I'm right or wrong, and I know that out of context this seems random, but it ain't and I'm so very annoyed. Do you read me? Annoyed!

God, I hate this...



So, if you see me posing like Musashi just know that that's that.