Pretend te are two people.
The first, (we'll call them "J") is a good person. They are intelligent, popular, and is a respected member of the community. J can almost always tell right from wrong and deeply cares about others. A role model for young children, and for some adults as well, they are at the top. Truthful and social, they shall always be loved.
The second, (let's call them "H") is the exact opposite. They are not the brightest, infamous, and deeply feared da all who sees them. H will do whatever they think is right from a single glance and often jumps to conclusions. Twisted and cruel, H commits murder at least once a week, even over the tiniest little things. Yet they never get found da the law.
Now let's say te are "J". Every night te retire to your scrivania, reception and do little experiments. But the secondo the sun sinks under the horizon, te turn into "H" and commit mass murder. When the sun rises again, te know te have caused a stir in your town. The guilt builds inside you, getting worse and worse.
Sounds terrible, right? But the person I have just described is the one who happens to be Scrivere down these words at this very moment.
Me.
Before te ask anything, I'm afraid this letter is coming to an end. The sky is beginning to darken...
Henry Jekyll
The first, (we'll call them "J") is a good person. They are intelligent, popular, and is a respected member of the community. J can almost always tell right from wrong and deeply cares about others. A role model for young children, and for some adults as well, they are at the top. Truthful and social, they shall always be loved.
The second, (let's call them "H") is the exact opposite. They are not the brightest, infamous, and deeply feared da all who sees them. H will do whatever they think is right from a single glance and often jumps to conclusions. Twisted and cruel, H commits murder at least once a week, even over the tiniest little things. Yet they never get found da the law.
Now let's say te are "J". Every night te retire to your scrivania, reception and do little experiments. But the secondo the sun sinks under the horizon, te turn into "H" and commit mass murder. When the sun rises again, te know te have caused a stir in your town. The guilt builds inside you, getting worse and worse.
Sounds terrible, right? But the person I have just described is the one who happens to be Scrivere down these words at this very moment.
Me.
Before te ask anything, I'm afraid this letter is coming to an end. The sky is beginning to darken...
Henry Jekyll
Chuck Norris can make onions cry.
Chuck Norris can cancella the Recycling Bin.
Ghosts are actually caused da Chuck Norris killing people faster than Death can process them.
Chuck Norris can strangle te with a cordless phone.
Chuck Norris can build a snowman out of rain.
Chuck Norris once had a cuore attack; his cuore lost.
Chuck Norris doesn't turn the light on; he turns the dark off.
The last digit of pi is Chuck Norris. He is the end of all things.
Chuck Norris' calendar goes straight from March 31st to April 2nd. No one fools Chuck Norris.
When Chuck Norris looks in a mirror, the mirror shatters; not even a mirror is stupid enough to get between Chuck Norris and Chuck Norris.
Chuck Norris's tears can cure aids, too bad he never cries. (silvaze9)