being too good is hard sometimes. stricken by own rules, afraid to lose the reputation. the line could not be cut or even jagged with influence. it must be straight. the mind has set it straight, and the brain is at stake. finally it dies along with the neurons. the eyes just stare deeply thru the ceiling. all the others are evil. hate them. hate them because i am the only good one. i must be crazy in thoughts.

and why is everyone playing left4dead. whats up with zombies mannn.

Peace