story beginnings...

Damned, everyone is damned. At some point in our lives we all sin, face it even the best of us have sinned. Some of us can’t be bothered trying to make up for our sins, and the rest of us plead for forgiveness each and every day, but who is it we are asking for forgiveness from? Who are we sinning against? Who gets to judge if we sin or if our sins shall be forgiven? Ask a catholic and they’ll say god, ask a Buddhist and they’ll say Buddha, but if you ask me and I’ll say you. You decide if you have sinned and you decide when you are forgiven.

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 Fear, what exactly is fear? Some don’t know, most think they know, others don’t want to know, but those who do know are brave, not strong or smart, brave. For, to know the true meaning of fear you have to experience you’re worst fears all at once, completely alone! Without anyone there to hold your hand and tell you everything is going to be okay.

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Everyone has a story, right? Well here is mine. “In smodcast I trust!” One sentence, four words, sixteen letters, but one huge commitment. My biggest regret is saying those words and signing away my soul. To make you truly understand what happened we’ll have to go all the way back to the beginning, so here goes. The only thing you need to know about me is I was born a good person.

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We are born innocent, we die corrupted and everything in-between is the corruption in process. Everyone makes choices, chooses their own fate. Having moments, making memories and starting stories after all everyone has a story, right? Well here is mine. I’ve made mistakes, crossed and double crossed, I’ve been corrupted and I have corrupted, I’ve inflicted and I have endured, I’ve opened doors and slammed them in people’s faces, I’ve broken and I’ve fixed, I have lived and I have died. Now, just like those before me, it’s now my turn to tell my story my turn to be heard. All you need to know about me is, I was born human and I was once a good person. To make you truly understand my story we’ll have to go all the way back to the beginning, so here goes.

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