...still waiting for something to happen?











































































Fear brought me this far,

But resolve lifts my head from shadow.

Before the light fades,

Live a life from the heart.







































Love is truth.









Love is the point.











And it's always worth it.

















...I care about you anyway, you dummy.









You'll forgive yourself too, right?









Believe in yourself more.

















Believe in yourself enough to be 'the only exception'.

















...I'll always love you.

















But more important than that,















I'll always be happy for you,















every moment you choose to love yourself,















and choose to embrace your own freedom.















And for whatever adventures that may entail,















- do it with passion and love for life itself!

































PS: She's more careless than even Aura was. Yes. The demon in real life has, and is still, harming others as we speak. A trickster demon dressed in the illusion of power, selling false promises, at a temple with a counterfeit altar, masquerading as a false god.







A monstrous predator that drinks deep of the pain, labor, and continuous toil of those who worship it blindly. A nightmarish malevolence that gorges on the devotion and agony of its deceived worshippers. A wretched abomination that feasts upon the bodies, flesh, skin, blood, sweat, tears and broken bones and spirits of the faithful.







Someone who will keep preying on the vulnerable until annihilated once and for all.







You know what you need to do. I'll see you on the other side.







The price of freedom is steep - but it's in the name of living legacy.





Carried away by a 'X_Y'







Time to be a demon hunter.





Don't forget our last course together!







I’m not giving you all this in an attempt to ‘entice you’ back. I’m giving you all this as a parting gift given that you really don’t care enough to apologize and actually bother reaching out to me before my last line of direct contact expires. At least you’re now armed with the truth, regardless of what it is you choose to do next.





This webpage will disappear too one day.





The hope of all this was to be: ‘gone, but not forgotten’.







I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I can't keep waiting for an answer that never comes.







PPS: you better not be holding out until the last minute just to not look desperate I swear to god - if you are, I'm am walking. Right. Now. My ride is already here. It's less than an hour until February here. Screw being patient for someone that won't ever meet me where I'm at.