They scream….

They cry….

And then they stop and wonder why….

You are easily triggered by the slightest inconvenience & are set to defy.

Don’t act as though you were never once in the circle of embarrassment from misfortune. The fiery fists of rage swinging with the watery tears coming down the face & the brief sky high confidence to take down whatever has antagonized you for the final time.

Sounds like you’ve been tried too many times by the world wronging you.

You may have believed yourself to see only red. Your consciousness was overtaken with reckless actions, your sense of judgement lost, nothing else matters but the noise you must make for the delusional to awake to immediate attention.

It is embarrassing, however, to see one flailing, kicking & screaming with no sense of control of the body no matter the circumstance. But it is rather interesting to analyze the triggers of that.

Like some sored of demonic pulse within one that makes the irrational decision in the mind come to life. If you really think about it, when an inhumane action is done & you may wonder what was the person’s state of mind to do such act.
Such as someone saying “I just feel it is my time.” A vague statement before firing the gun to the head for the suicide.

After all the previous tantrums, somehow each one was a stepping stone towards the inevitable….

Oh wait. You fired the gun already. Damn. Now I’m pissed just thinking about how this happened all over again because it happened so fast. You know you did not need to do that. I would say “Get up” since that is what a man does but looks like you forgot about that part on being a man so quickly & now I’m starting to be more disappointed about a bullet being wasted today.

And what is with all these cigarettes’ buds in these streets & all over sidewalks? Disgusting. At least you don’t have to look at all this no more. Its good that you ain’t pick none of these up or so I believe. Maybe you had your first or last one earlier who knows. Matter fact if you were here I should make you clean all this up since you want to be trying to take the easy way out n shit.

I really want to punch you in the mouth for really saying that. “I Just feel it is my time?’ Time for what? To cut the TV off & stare at the black screen? Who the hell does that?

When did you turn weird & decide to leave without telling me? How did you know to not care if I may have wanted to go too? Just look at you. On the ground, in a casket, slumped for eternity, can’t even move a damn muscle no more & you just were last week.

I figured all those killshots & killstreaks on the games were telling something. Definitely a side no one was prepared to see. It was awesome. Shit it was making me nervous thinking about how the opponents were all feeling on the inside. A regular day of fun for the general community was invaded by someone’s unstable demonic temper & no one made it out alive.

People trained for so long to be able to be fluent with their talents. But nobody likes to admit to the admiration of the gifted ones. Think about when our followers talked about our Camille gameplay. Someone once said they wish to be as fluent with her mechanics as we are & genuinely improved as we have over the course of time since we touched down on this planet.

Aside from the virtual world, in reality it was said that our head was just starting to come above the water once we returned to work in 2021. But lets not forget when the body was forced to absorb aggressive force for revealing the defiant child. As we recall, we walked with those sores through the city all the way to our former lover’s home after the rumble & felt a smooth recovery over time. She definitely played a part in that as well.

That’s when we woke back up. Remember me? Vengeance. Habitual line stepper….clever bastard….Sesa The Kamille! The name you dubbed me as all this time. I’m the one that was on your head & in your head all this time until….yeah you know. Don’t worry the brains did not splatter too much. Its still going to take some time to mop up however….

Let me stop joking about this man’s death before I curse myself even more. I mean it is me after all that I’m looking at. I’m still just frustrated that I know somewhere my voice had to have been there trying to tell myself 1000 times to DO NOT PULL THAT TRIGGER but I forgot I like to mute the world.

I know I’ve said to myself it would be a cold day in hell before I even consider the thought. But damn times must have really changed for even myself to have succumbed to the worldly struggles like this. I remember admitting to the thought of selling drugs just to get a quick start into the hustler’s way when I was wondering if there was even another way besides that. I was at least true to my word on not doing that.

Now this is embarrassing. All the more reason why that temper should be unleashed now. My inability to progress is due to his lack of balls & that’s just stupid. But I was already going through this problem. Always played the role of some scarred veteran that lost his way from the effects of war trying to regain his spirit without the church. I must admit if there is ever an open audition for tragic hero roles he’d been first for that.

Still, I wish I could kick my feet, flail my arms, & wildly pounce around to release this frustration. No point on wasting energy though. Not like anyone would hear anything either. This world would pull their phones out first to capture 4k quality images of my tantrum & even my corpse before asking or caring about how the body dropped dead. To them, we look just like another pathetic “gone too soon” soul.

At least I can respect the fact they knew the soul was young. All young souls deserve a chance to try again. There are encouraging messages to get up & try again all around. But we were still hardheaded at paying attention even after all this growth for a bullet to be in our head.

I didn’t empower us just to prove to be a waste of life. You let us down. I say “us” because it wasn’t just me looking forward to more time. Looks like whoever been breathing overtop of the corpse must’ve realized who we were.

Now they’re about to have a whole tantrum just the same…..