What do you call the sweetest addiction so good that it becomes the biggest sin?
A doubled sided blade so sharp that the merge touch of it could cause you to bleed to death
No one knows of the truth and no one speaks anything else
A secret can be kept if out of the three men who hear it two of them are deaf.
Only being able to go off what the third man shows them, so they know no better and he fears the worst.
It’s a dangerous game and the player only becomes more and more daring and forgetting of steps and procedures.
But something has changed the players are moving around closer and closer to each other, and the main player fears disqualification.
The first victim was naive and willing become as times went on the naïve just became ignoring and tiresome.
Fear of losing or being out played caused jealousy and pain, so after a long round of play the ties start to weaken.
So the second player takes the ring and with such force that it was never seen before. Passion, determination, so much sex appeal, a fun and friendly face, and a mind numbing embrace and hushed words spoken in secret or seclusion
The heat created when together made enough heat to cook enchilidas and a large bowl of queso. It was intense and unforgiving it seemed to last forever until it stopped.
And now player one has become the new main player and we’re trying to make him work but, there’s only so many times you can heat things up in the microwave before they start to make you sick or not make them anymore
And I no longer wonder if I’m a good person I know the answer to that question AM NOT.
If player two hadn’t decided to leave the game with both players would still be going on, with me having the job of balancing man and secret keeper.
I’m doing pretty good, because this game has been going on since the summer of 07 and now it’s the summer of 08, I wonder if I’ll make it to the summer of 09.
But in reality I really just want the summer of 07 back.
