Mood: irritated
Topic: Writing
"A guy spends 3 months going through hell, battling the odds in order to save a person he thinks is a friend from a fate we dont want to fathom. He forces another friend to help him out coz he cant do all by himself, but that guy is reluctant because he is frightened for himself and doesnt give a damn for anyone else.
So, together, they rescue this damsel (bitch) in distress only shes in love with the Devil and then what does our friend get? Gratitude? Renewed friendship? Acceptance? No! He gets rejection & ignorance. And then what happens? The one he sought to save does worse, she turns on her saviour, poisoning and corrupting the mind of the friend whose help he enlisted, turning him from his friendship with our friend.
Betraying the trust & faith of our boy, she then twists and contorts his story until this dumb shithead believes her and starts to think she and him have been victimized by our friend here. What do they do? They lay in wait in an abandoned Railway Station waiting hours for his arrival and then they attack him. With a barrage of accusations and character assasinations, 3 hours later when they are done with him, they leave him just laying there all to ihmself, swearing he'll never again help out anyone he thinks is in trouble
Rotten and despicable, not only has she ignored her saviour, but also ruined a friendship of his. And their friendship was true. Where there was trust, we now have doubt and suspicion. Where there should have been peace and understanding, theres now one-sided hostility. Oh the betrayal! Could this be the work of Satans follower? Maybe we should have let the devil take her. She would've been happier & so would those two friends, their friendship still intact.
And where do we, the true followers of the immortal (not the immoral) stand? On the sidelines, our hearts aching for our guy, our blood boiling at the injustice of woman & our minds screaming for revenge, our bodies wrenched with pain, quelling ourr consciencein the search of the higher justice that our heart dictates - the need to lash out at the evil that seeks to destroy one so good & who means so much to us."
IAN