Post by TKei on Dec 10, 2012 23:12:27 GMT -5
I don't like it here. Plain and simple, I don't like this island. There was never a better example of disguised dystopia. A disguise which fools so many.
Ten years from now, I don't know where I'll be. But quite honestly, I don't care that much. My future isn't defined by a house, or a car, or the money in my wallet. My future is not defined by where I stand. My future is defined by who I stand by.
Now I can't read your mind, so I don't know what you're thinking. If there's something you want me to know, just say it.
That said, I don't expect you to read my mind, so it's time I try to tell you some things you need to hear. It's time I tell you about the plan.
Ten years from now, I don't know where I'll be. But quite honestly, I don't care that much. My future isn't defined by a house, or a car, or the money in my wallet. My future is not defined by where I stand. My future is defined by who I stand by.
Now I can't read your mind, so I don't know what you're thinking. If there's something you want me to know, just say it.
That said, I don't expect you to read my mind, so it's time I try to tell you some things you need to hear. It's time I tell you about the plan.