When all choice is taken from you, life becomes a game of survival.
The more I think about it, the more I believe there has to be a subtle yet satisfying method of revenge.
Happiness is a bull's-eye, awaiting arrows of pain.
Maybe Life is random. No fate. No God. Just Time.
That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.
Red and raw like my brain, unable to shut down, thoughts crashing like electrons orbiting a nucleus of deuling emotions.