and I find it kinda funny. I find it kinda sad. the dreams in which I'm dying. are the best I've ever had It rains a lot, it floods here in my world. The only world I've ever known. I've never left this place for more then a month. It's a cage, with silver bars. Its appearance on the outside is good, so that nobody will suspect anything. But in here, in here its damp, and the buildings howl at me every time I walk the hills. The streets scream with the blood and the fire that engulf them regularily. We carry knives up our sleeves when we walk to the store, we learn how to fight when we're still children. We are a new version of the lost generation, not because we have no future, but...because we never had a past to begin with.