....is the worst prankster you will ever meet. She's merciless in her pursuit for amusement, like the mythological Roman Gods, she'll play with you, deceiving you, lulling you into some sense of feigned security until that moment in which she decides to fuck up your world.
She'll deny the one thing you wish for, just to see you fall back into the dark depths of your own hell and dwell on what could have come to pass. Often, when you dwell long enough, you begin to hate yourself, or rather, your inability to do something about what it is you've been denied.
However, Fate never has the last laugh, no matter how painful or hopeless the predicament you find yourself in is, you always have a choice in the matter and that matters much more to a Man than anything he would ever wish to posses.
The Human Condition is a selfish one. Even the most selfless person alive is to even the smallest degree, selfish. And thats not a bad thing. We wouldn't have survived this long as a species if we weren't! However, a man, who is willing to brave the tyranny of fate in the hope to one day be with the person he wishes to, is perhaps the most selfish of all. Yes, that does sound contradictory, but in essence, what I say is true. Think about it.
That said, I'm a selfish person. I'm willing to stay, for as long as the need be, for that one individual. Futile? Maybe. Still doesn't really change the fact that I'm still willing to try my hand at cheating fate. As Shakespeare once thought important to say: “Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.”
