Every day was filled with some fresh hell. Getting to experience the joy of being shot again and again, some horrific design of Corbeau's, or whatever else the universe decided to throw at us.
You would think that it'd get easier, that the mind would dull a little. But that was only partiality true. No matter how used you got to the chaos, a small part of you would still find it repulsive. That little part of you is your humanity. At least, that's how I like to think about it. Your consciousness, morality, whatever you call it. The fact is, as long as you weren't a completely horrible person, you never would fully adapt.
That was the problem though. As deep down as it was, some part of me still was disgusted by what I saw. And like a tumor, it grew and grew inside of me. I had to learn to deal with it, and I solved it like any person would solve some deep issue.
Started with the occasional drink. A glass of wine here, a six pack there. But drinking was noticeable, and would fuck with me constantly. So, I took up smoking. Wasn't long before I was at multiple packs a day, but I figured if I lost a lung I could always clone a new one. I needed some way to forget the bloodshed for a few minutes, anyways. It was those few moments when I could forget, that I found even the slightest bit of peace, regardless of the vice that led to it.
jeanwoof holy christ this woman draws the most handsome birdos i love her
You would think that it'd get easier, that the mind would dull a little. But that was only partiality true. No matter how used you got to the chaos, a small part of you would still find it repulsive. That little part of you is your humanity. At least, that's how I like to think about it. Your consciousness, morality, whatever you call it. The fact is, as long as you weren't a completely horrible person, you never would fully adapt.
That was the problem though. As deep down as it was, some part of me still was disgusted by what I saw. And like a tumor, it grew and grew inside of me. I had to learn to deal with it, and I solved it like any person would solve some deep issue.
Started with the occasional drink. A glass of wine here, a six pack there. But drinking was noticeable, and would fuck with me constantly. So, I took up smoking. Wasn't long before I was at multiple packs a day, but I figured if I lost a lung I could always clone a new one. I needed some way to forget the bloodshed for a few minutes, anyways. It was those few moments when I could forget, that I found even the slightest bit of peace, regardless of the vice that led to it.
jeanwoof holy christ this woman draws the most handsome birdos i love her
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