CLOSED AWAY IN A DREAM
I still cannot imagine the world you lived in, and the hell I added to it by misinterpreting the situation; by disbelieving in reality... I did not know enough about the world operates to do other than I did. My attempts to be righteous are part of why my legend grew among the underground armies, like when I had them burn the blood money made God knows how... I had written about pirating software and suddenly the world began to raise money by pointing guns. I did not want it. I was selfish, half mad, or I would have done something good with that money... money I had begun by then to think did not exist, I certainly had seen no benefits from my involvement, only a weird fame on the tv that did not equate into my life. I asked for counsel and was given none because I was just a puppet, someone they were using, disposable as the next guy. They give me two sentences about going to classes and I AM TOO MORTIFIED to continue thin...