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Because you see, once upon a time, there was a man, and there was a woman, and they were both in love.
And well, one day, this man came down with a disease, and started dying.
And the most painful thing for him, you see, wasn't that he was dying, but to have to watch his wife watch him die. And have to watch her cry every night.
So the man started trying his best to make her hate him, and at first it just made her want to care more for him, but eventually, he managed to push her away completely.
So she walked away, and well, she's happy now, and that's all that matters. There is beauty on this planet, not much, but there is beauty here. And what right do we have to try and trap that beauty for the simple reason that it makes us happy?
And that's what the man thinks about when he's lonely. That's what the man will say to himself when he's down.
We have no right to be selfish, when others simply are not happy.
With every breath he takes, he becomes a little closer to death.
And the greatest of gifts are never truly realised.
And there's no such thing as a happy ending.
Only pure realistation. Regret so pure, regret that burns so hard it kills you.
But we remain to be selfless.
I've never been one for enjoying guilt.
Unless you've killed anyone, I doubt it matters.
You probably think too much.
Just remember that stuff happens, and that stuff's always gonna happen, whether what you did started it or not.
And it's alway nice to bear in mind (like me) that the world couldn't give two shags about what's happened to you.
People are gits.
Nice guys finish last.
Nothing is ever fair.
"For someone preaching selflessness, you don't half talk about yourself a lot :)"
Hehehe. :0D
It's more a case of desperately trying to be selfless, but well, that's a bit silly really. Good grief, I was wrong again. :0)
I'd say I am pretty selfless, but it's that I get rather guilty when I'm selfish. I'm trying to teach myself to be less guilty by swinging right to the edge of all the little rational-o-meters until I end up sitting back in the middle, nice and peaceful and comfortable.
Well, it's a kinda plan. I'm probably wrong again and it won't work, but all the time I'm getting closer to being a bit less desperate. I hope.
EEEE
Dear grief I'm a confusing person. I want to be someone else now, it'll be easier, I'm sure.
(Help.)
http://www.playserver2.com/play247.asp (big gay space) ?page=title&r=R2&title=104882
It's not French by the way, nor is it poncy. And I want to tell you why the last scene is so beautiful but I don't want to spoil it either. It's only £7.99 you know...
Thanks. Seriously, that's the best advice I've been given in a long while. Thank you.