EverlastingxNight

I am nothing but a character. I do as you write, a figment of your imagination really. I am nothing more than something you made up while your brain was wondering someday. A plaything for your imagination. I can't fight against you for my will is your will. We are one. I am you, and you are me. I am who you want to be, but can't. You are what I wish to be, but can never become. I am not real and yet I affect many people. Thanks to you, I am alive.  

There was once a group of people, whose responsibilities were no more. They had decided to live life free and with joy. Each day and night they awoke and went to bed without a single regret, and then one day one thought,"what if"

You know how in those zombie apocalypse movies there's always that main character who is an absolute bad ass fighting to protect his family who would stop at no costs to make sure they were safe? That as long as he has his family, and those he cares for he'll keep fighting? My stories a little like that, except for the fact that it's the complete opposite. I'm not quite sure why I'm fighting, I lost my brother awhile back, we got separated and for all I know he's dead. I've lost all meaning to fight, and yet despite myself I continue to fight, maybe it's because I still believe there's a chance that my brother is still alive or it's because I

I do believe Life has no meaning It is not true that We have a bright future. I do believe that the grass isn't always greener, that it does not get better. I don't believe Now read the lines backwards starting with "I don't believe"