chapter twenty one


I go to my room to get some shut eye because I am too jet lagged to do anything. 

I don't believe in god, I believe in humanity though I can't consider humanity for myself, I've killed a lot of people  I may not be Superman but I sure am Deadpool.

Hell, wherever I go I burn the fu***kg place down to the ground. I don't try to be better than the other person but no matter how much I try I don't lose it's in my blood not hereditary of course.

 We should not be defined by our deep pockets, we should be defined by our individual personality. At least my personality is clear I got no double personality.

I am born for this stuff. War changes people but the war is not only on the battlefield it's life. We are all fighting for something. It is what it is.


My father was a vicious soul, picking on his kid always. I defended myself but I always thought that he would get his mind  straight one day and apologize to me for all the pain he gave me. there was a bright side to this though the pain made me stronger, intolerant and unstoppable.   



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