Dear Reader,
Stop it!
You heard me, I said stop it!
Stop looking in that mirror. You know what mirror I'm talking about. The mirror that you think tells you the truth, but only tells you lies. You look in the mirror and it shows you as an overweight, unattractive loser with too much time on your hands and not enough life ahead of you. That mirror tells you that you have too many troubles, it's telling you that you have too many hard problems to deal with right now. It's saying that y
Dear Reader,
You.
You are a fighter.
Don't ever forget that.
The world is a gladiator arena, full of jeering crowds and savage beasts, and you've been thrown into the middle of it with no protection. You're pitted against your fellow man, your skills, brawn, and brain against his. One slip up, and you're dead.
You'll get battered. The more you hurt, the more delighted the crowds seem to become. The world will become one huge pit of laughing, mocking faces and you'll feel the wei
Dear Reader,
It's not often that a song strikes a chord in me. To be perfectly honest, ninety percent of what I listen to is mindless garbage that I wouldn't recommend to anyone. For some reason, I'm attracted to trash when it comes to music. But every once in a while, when I am in a particularly creative or melancholy mood, I'll stumble upon a little gem like this one.
is a song I'd never heard of, although I vaguely remembered The Script from such smash hits as Breakeven.
It mad
