author's + note
Really short. Just felt like writing something first person. XD It's by Seoras, if you were wondering.unwanted + luxury
Time is such a cruel thing.We are given so little of it, so it is considered a luxury. Yet to others, like myself, it is considered a curse.
Sometimes we have but moments to shape our entire future; a blink of an eye and your fate is decided. Most of the time, you don't even realize what you have done.
And then you are left with eternity to remember your mistakes and failures. As being who I am, I cannot have the simple comforts that many people enjoy--it is no matter, though, because I wouldn't know what to do with such things. A family? Children? A house, even--all are things that I have no recollection of--the only knowledge I have of them are what people tell me. Besides, more then once I have been told that I am mentally unstable. And I have no reason not to believe them.
It's funny how I agree with others that I am insane.
Yeah. Funny.
I have no real reason to believe them, other then the fact that I have no recollection of my past, of my family if I had one, or who I was. I know I've killed people--vampyres, actually--in the past, but not because I truly remember. It's more of a vague thing, and it helps that others constantly remind me.
Like I stated before, time is cruel. Time and memory are things that constantly elude me. No true concept of time, and no memory to stabilize it. Time is a luxury I don't want anymore, or need.
I am a man without a cause, without a purpose.
Scary thing is, I couldn't care less.