Mongrel

Maybe it could become a linger story :3

I began falling. Falling to desperation, to sadness, to chaos. I wonder how my life would be now if I had refused his offer then. I wonder if everything still would have turned out so wrong. Was I really so low, that I felt the need to say yes to such a horrid thing? To become one of them was the lowest of the low, even for a mongrel like me. I guess a person could only take it for so long, living in this filthy, vile, evil, disgusting world. Before I though being one of them would be grand, but it was all just a beautiful lie. A rose whose thorns will draw blood the moment you touch the beautiful flower…