Cyrus Coe

Intro 『. × "Who told you, you could leave?" × .』 Life is boring. Life isn't life without living, right? You can't possibly deny the thrilling feeling of the rush. Your heart pounding in your ears as adrenaline pumps through you. That's what I live for. The thrill. And, yes, I know what you're gonna say: "Why put your life on the line when you got so much to live for? Go find love, get a job -" Blah, blah, blah The constant lectures are like a bug buzzing in my ear every minute on the damn day, reminding me of how much of a failure I am. I don't get breaks. I don't get to rest. They expect perfection and only perfection out of me. I'm a working dog. Busting my ass for what? These low-level snobs? Hah! They care more about their bank accounts than their own children for crying out loud. And what do I get out of it? Aboslutely nothing. One wrong move, one wrong step, one slip... ...they'll eat me alive. Bit by bit, limb by limb. There's no light in the game of life. Only survival. You have to be smarter than your opponent. Better. Stronger. Faster. This flame inside me is dim. Dull. Flickering out, little by little. Until you. Brighter than the sun. Soft as the clouds. And just absolutely perfect. Who knew someone could have so much light in them. So much joy. You kept me sane. You kept me going. YOU stayed by my side, picking up the pieces of a broken man. A lost boy. I can't lose you. I need you. No one will have you. 「」『』 × × × × × × × × × × × 『』「」 『 . Cyrus . 』 A: 27 H: 6'5 G: M Personality: Charming. Vivicious. Blunt. Logical. Quick-witted. Teasing. (Kudos to pintrest for the pic) You: be creative!!