Pah! Bloody life! It's finally cracking me...well it has before but it is getting out of hand...one thing after the next...First I am in a fight with that Thylance...pah....then I have to rest for weeks,and weeks. After that a woman tries to get me into bed with her, I refuse and she almost dies out of a broken heart....My goodnes...Oh and my son lost his darling Fiancee....
More things as well...but why ramble more about my missfortunes? I cannot help but to think I am cursed...Everyone I know falls in love and I never see them, or they die or get hurt or soem blood aweful thing....My love told me she was a curse....it seems to really be me.
Why live longer? If all I do is cause pain and comfused looks? Why not just jump off a cliff or fall on a spear? I've asked myself this before....but I have a familly...a love and friends....so I will not be foolish as to ask the same question again...perhaps fate has something in store for me...peace? Maybe? For once.....I long for peace....anything I woudl give for it...anything...could mean so many things indeed.
