

A Means to an EndA Means to an EndA Means to an End
Jack sat alone, in his tiny flat, staring relentlessly at a blank computer screen. It was the same screen he'd been staring at for the past two hours, and quite frankly his eyes were starting to hurt. He leant back in his creaky old desk chair and rubbed at his reddening eyeballs. Jack was a twenty-six year old games tester and reviewer for the Geek-Speak magazine. It was his job get collect a free copy of the latest games, play through them and then right a review on it, before returning the game. Lets give you the scene shall I? Jack, twenty-six years old, with dark blond hair that was short


I Have to do ThisI'm sorry but i have to do this. I'm on the brink of killing my self and the only thing thats stopping me left me. I still love you. No matter how much time you're away from me or no matter how many more opportunities I get I'm still going to need you in my life. Is there no way you can lead the life you want and still keep me in it? There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. There was no real reason, as far as I can see, to end this in the first place. You could have gone out, made new friends, had fun. I'd even go as far to ignore the occasional snog every now and then. But I Need you. I NeI Have to do This
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Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes.
Art is knowing which ones to keep.
Scott Adams
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Mr. Anarky
Mindless Violence is the Scared Song of our Counter Culture
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~"I have wished to understand the hearts of people.
I have wished to know why the stars shine.";
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Mr. Anarky
Mindless Violence is the Scared Song of our Counter Culture
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~"I have wished to understand the hearts of people.
I have wished to know why the stars shine.";
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Mr. Anarky
Mindless Violence is the Scared Song of our Counter Culture
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Mr. Anarky
Mindless Violence is the Scared Song of our Counter Culture
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CiAO Fr34k
... and that is what I said that day ...
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Mr. Anarky
Mindless Violence is the Scared Song of our Counter Culture
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