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Mar. 13th, 2011 05:19 amI was raised on the nastiest backwater refugee camp Earth has to offer, my parents were both killed by Nietzchiean slavers when I was a kid, and I only made it offworld alive but for the grace of the gorgeous Beka Valentine's boyfriend being a deadbeat jerk.
I like engines better than I like people, I'm doing this whole 'save the universe' bit with Captain Fantastic back in the real world, but much as I like it I sure as hell don't buy into it, and I'll be the first to admit I've probably done worse crap than some of the inmates here.
I don't know why this place brought me back with no memories, I don't know what happened to me before I came here last time, and I'll be perfectly honest, some of the stuff I said in my old entries? Some of the stuff I said to Tyr? Makes me not want to remember. Some of the stuff that I said to the rest of you makes me wish that I did.
So here's the mantra for those of us struck by the urge to get all desperate confessional, repeat after me:
"The universe hates me, and I don't get a say in what it hits me with."
No kidding, you can't fight that, all you get to decide is how you run your damage control programs, and for all the stupid crap I've done wrong in my life, guess what? This place couldn't dredge a single thing out of me that I'm ashamed of.
I like engines better than I like people, I'm doing this whole 'save the universe' bit with Captain Fantastic back in the real world, but much as I like it I sure as hell don't buy into it, and I'll be the first to admit I've probably done worse crap than some of the inmates here.
I don't know why this place brought me back with no memories, I don't know what happened to me before I came here last time, and I'll be perfectly honest, some of the stuff I said in my old entries? Some of the stuff I said to Tyr? Makes me not want to remember. Some of the stuff that I said to the rest of you makes me wish that I did.
So here's the mantra for those of us struck by the urge to get all desperate confessional, repeat after me:
"The universe hates me, and I don't get a say in what it hits me with."
No kidding, you can't fight that, all you get to decide is how you run your damage control programs, and for all the stupid crap I've done wrong in my life, guess what? This place couldn't dredge a single thing out of me that I'm ashamed of.
