They say not to look back, but if you’re not sure what lies ahead, what else is there but looking back?

I know who and what I am. I am the Executioner, and I don't date vampires. I kill them.

Human lives are too short to waste in trivialities.

Who would have ever thought I'd be afraid of a zombie, any kind of zombie? Nicely ironic that.

I'm not afraid of heights, but the idea of falling from them, well, that I'm afraid of.

Can you truly love anyone if you do not first love yourself? If you hate yourself, can you love anyone else? If you do not accept all of who you are, can you accept anyone else? Hard questions. It remains to be seen whether I get any answers, hard, or otherwise.

I feel that if you are blessed, or lucky enough, to be doing well, you should help others.