The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind. Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer. He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous. Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker. Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger. He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Mellon Collie and the Infinite Kindness
To you my dear beloved brother,
You can no longer depend on me. Stand up on your two feet you stupid man. I have given so much already to our family that I left none for me, most of them going to you.
I am calling the shots now. I have my own life to live.
Your beloved Elder Brother
Don't mind a fool like me. You just be happy. I'm absolutely sure it's now on your way.
Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore nor see what's up with you in your realm. This is for my sake.
Take it like a man, stupid. Now that your mind is no longer splintered, put your fists down and go back to the benches. Enjoy Bora. You deserve it even after a losing fight.
You have more fights to conquer boy. Remember that I'll always be by your side. You don't need anyone else.
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