Wouldntulik2know

Circles. . . The only shape life seems to go in. No straight path. No end. No beginning. N O T H I N G Just infinite loops, each as pointless as the last. No plot. No plan. No point. N O T H I N G Yet. . . There our circles lay, on the blueprint of the universe. And, together, they create something worth looking at. A graph made of squares. Something with points. Something with lines. Something worth drawing on.

I sense there's something in the wind. That feels like tragedy's at hand. You got that feeling. Again. That feeling of pure hopelessness. Although you know Captain Levi is the best at what does, you can't help but feel dread whenever it's time for the Elite Recon Corps to go out of the walls again. Even though you weren't suppose to worry about him like that, since you were just a member of the services/medical corps, you couldn't help it. You were in love with the man. And though I'd like to stand by him, can't shake this feeling that I have. You're tired of this. What was sending people out to die accomplishing anyways? You were all for