That's the lyrics from a song on Devil May Cry 4. I love that game. There's just so many ways to play as Dante. I'm glad I bought it. It's weird some days I do excellent at League and like today. I do shit. I'm not sure how to fix it except for practicing more. But I really don't feel like I want to anymore. I'll feel different maybe tomorrow or the next. And then I'll play again, and then it's down to luck. Oh shit my hood fell off. I'm wearing a hood under my headset.
It's been a bad year for my families cats. My cat "Badger" died. Sir Nuzzles "Simba" has gone missing, and we think that another "Danny" is gone to. So that leaves "Walter" the least social and uncuddlest of the cats. And I'm sad. It's just cats but sometimes I identified more with the cats than I did with some people. They all had personalities and traits just like people. I just want to sleep but I can't, so I rub my eyes and keep staring at the screen. Days like these I think it's pointless, but other days I'm shown that the world is still an interesting place if nothing else. I suddenly want nibbles. I'm hungry, but I want to keep writing.
I'm conceited. I know that. I'm arrogant. I know that. I can't do anything about that. Whenever I try it just ends up being worse. I want to be a better person, but I just end up hurting people around me. And that's worse than hurting myself.
Just looking at free FPS games. Sometimes I wonder how I got addicted to games. What happened so that sometimes I prefer to game than to socialize. What made it so that I can spend days on end at the computer?
Usually I can't stand Metal. But when it comes from the Devil May Cry soundtrack I seem to love it. I want to be anti social right now. It's kinda weird but I don't want to talk. I just want to sit here, in a place I control completely and sit here for a while.
I admire Nero from Devil May Cry 4. The fact that he could chase after a Girl for most of a game and not expect anything from her. He just wants to rescue her because he promised he did. He loves her and he doesn't stop.
Mind you I also admire Dante. The ability to make fun of anything and not be afraid of anything. The cocky gunsure attitude he exhibits. Sometimes I really wish I was like him. Sure some of my friends might not be my friends anymore but at least I'd be sure of myself.
And they are both bad-ass half devil demon slayers. And in my imagination I'd love to do that.
That's me I suppose.
In the name of the Emperor, Finish this!
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