Survival of the fittest’ is just a pretty lie that they tell you. A lie to make weak people believe that if they try their best, they can come out on top. Truth is, it isn’t the weak that get eaten. It’s not about strength, it’s about numbers. The ones who stand at the top of the food chain are the brainless dolts. The loudmouths. Because there are so, so many of them.
Dodging, think: I won't let myself get hurt. Protecting someone, think: I won't let them die. When attacking, think: I will kill him!
There were a lot of things I wanted to do. I wanted to become a teacher, and an astronaut, and a baker… I wanted to go to a bunch of different donut shops and ask for one of everything! And I wanted to tell the ice-cream man to give me one of everything, too! I wish I could have five different lives! Then I could have been born in five different towns, and eaten five lifetime’s worth of food, and had five different careers, and… fallen in love with the same person, five times. Thank you, Kurosaki-kun. Goodbye...
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