Post by Rina Ukario on Nov 1, 2011 23:37:31 GMT
Have you ever been so hungry that even cardboard would be oh-my-God-fantastic? When your stomach knots and twists on itself and growls and complains and it wont shut-up-until-you-feed-it kinda deal?
That was how I felt.
The last mule deer that I'd tried to hunt down had high-tailed it and ran. I didn't exactly let it go, either. I mean, c'mon. I was tired. And thirsty. And the sun was so dang bright that I couldn't make heads or tails of the rock wasteland before me. Okay, okay, so I did let it go. It was only a baby! I can't exactly kill an innocent little one can I? Well, I can, but...that's beside the point.
And stupid me. Now I was trying to finish crossing this barren desert full of potholes and scorching sand without water or food. Pretty dumb, right? Yeah, I can be like that sometimes.
A lot of the times.
Right now, I wish I had killed that baby deer; morals shoved to all hell and I don't give a cr*p. I was hungry! "Oh, well, nothing I can do now." I sighed and inwardly cursed my stupidity.
Yeah, that happens sometimes. A lot of the time.
That was how I felt.
The last mule deer that I'd tried to hunt down had high-tailed it and ran. I didn't exactly let it go, either. I mean, c'mon. I was tired. And thirsty. And the sun was so dang bright that I couldn't make heads or tails of the rock wasteland before me. Okay, okay, so I did let it go. It was only a baby! I can't exactly kill an innocent little one can I? Well, I can, but...that's beside the point.
And stupid me. Now I was trying to finish crossing this barren desert full of potholes and scorching sand without water or food. Pretty dumb, right? Yeah, I can be like that sometimes.
A lot of the times.
Right now, I wish I had killed that baby deer; morals shoved to all hell and I don't give a cr*p. I was hungry! "Oh, well, nothing I can do now." I sighed and inwardly cursed my stupidity.
Yeah, that happens sometimes. A lot of the time.
