Fin

All right so that is the conclusion of my story The Wolf of walks amongst the hurt now I know there was a bunch of stubborn cliches and there was a bunch of reused material but that material was reused to show that life is like a circle sometimes just keeps going around and around and around this story was fun and it pleased and satisfied my boredom it was something of a pet project that turned into something greater but in the end I thought I need something of this and I still do now I don't want to mention anybody for pushing me to do this because in the end if I mention anybody than little say was my own sense of will to do so this story took so much out of me this story made me understand that myself conflictive moral values of the world being able to do things that some men can't do make it look easy is just something that cannot be appreciated in this world or accepted it makes me one of a kind but not everyone else is one of a kind I don't want to say that I'm special or that I'm amazing or anything I want to say that I'm not good I'm not bad either I'm the in-between that finds its ways through the cracks of society and make something through those cracks a little cliche but I've seen love hate pain or embrace and actually a lot of hate and go through that hate I see the passion behind it through seeing that passion I find myself loving all that that is I'm not writing this to explain myself or find a certain reasoning to understand why I wrote the story I wrote the story because one night when I was 16 years old I had a lucid dream a lucid dream being certain focus mindset that your brain creates a dream state that you have ultimate control but in this dream state I didn't have any control at all I live two separate Life as a different person saw things in a different way learn things that I didn't even think I was capable of learning and so I thought I could put it in a book and I did didn't explain my idealistic sociopathic collaborative self conflictive self-destructive mindset that I have now but it showed me that my pain isn't real it's just something my mind tells me that is pain it's something that eats at me every night but the only thing I can truly do is really just move on and enjoy the fact that I can experience this pain some people can go their whole life without feeling pain like I do so there's beauty in it in all honesty I shouldn't really say that just makes me sound better than most people which is necessarily untrue but it shows me that through this impending undeniable boredom that I have and this ability to never truly be satisfied with whatever happens to me which is my bane in my secret that I will take to my grave as well as this book no matter what needs to be daughter has to be done in my life my mind and my body will never truly find any satisfaction due to its immediate boredom and I'm okay with that I could never love or be loved because I hate that but the passion behind my hate for myself so beautiful that I love it peace peacepeace