Justin Bienvenue

Defy all that__ holy, for they are the seekersDo the bidding for they are the devil__ speakers

The shot was so precise that the bullet went out his forehead and shattered a whisky bottle against the wall behind the counter.

There is but a gentle stillness inside every cerebral. Tiny waterfalls of blood vessels rushing, becoming lethal.

When you love to kill and can do it as well as I can, then what better way to raise hell?" -Javier "Bones" Jones

Every time someone tells me I can't do something the more I want to do it, not to prove them wrong but because I always knew I could do it.

A man sat down by a tree every day for 2 weeks. It was a beautiful Wisteria tree with purple flowers. Every day, around the same time, he would come to the park and sit by this tree. On the fourteenth day, he came to the park and approached the tree and as he sat down, he closed his eyes as he always did. Only this time when he opened them, the tree withered and died before him. The man then looked around and before he knew it, he had found that he never came to the tree at all, but was in an asylum the whole time.

Each day, compel yourself to do something you would rather not do.

It wasn't until I started writing that I found a whole new appreciation for reading.

Why kill two birds with one stone? I go for the whole nestI am not satisfied with my work unless someone__ a bloody mess

Like words written in the sand taken away by wavesThousands of years of culture discovered in lost cavesClimbing to a mountain at it's highest peakOut of no where strength when thought down and weak

I think it__ all a facade. I think you wear a mask to show us, the media and the public, how you want to be perceived, but behind closed doors and deep down inside lies the real Shin Shaojin. A man who is so egotistical, maniacal, and so power driven that he would sell his soul to the highest bidder if it meant getting to the top.

To be considerate of othersIs for the way of the wiseThere__ more fighters than loversLeaving us with blackened eyes

As a boy, I remember my father telling me a bedtime story about the day my grandfather was decapitated.

When man was created it was not for this purposeTo become taken over and be utterly worthless

Before you wonder __m I doing things right?_ ask yourself, __m I doing the right things?