How "stupid" you must feel
when the soldiers finally appear to rescue you. You look at the soldier, you look back at your friends, thinking like "What have I done? Why? I... I... don't know." Especially the blond psycho, or the guy with the boulder. Or any of them! How do you live with that?
The only thing i have to say is that i hope with all my heart i will never get to know the man i really am, for better or worse.
Thoughts?
People who don't like their beliefs being laughed at shouldn't have such funny beliefs