a review of 教父

Ported from a dead account "I need you, Kay" - that's what we men say. We convince her to be with us, then things go south and we're the ones to kick her out. That's who we are. That's what we do. Suppose this could've been my life story. Lekia is somewhat like Sicily. And my circumstances are somewhat like Mikey's. I dodged the lifestyle when they wanted me, and I never rose to the occasion. The truth is that I'm worse than Fredo. I'm fickle and can't be relied on. No loyalty, no sanctity. I look them in the eyes and say "please trust me", and then I write another 5 pages and crush the bearing pillars. I can't defend myself. This world keeps trying to eat me alive, but it's choking on the poison. Haha. Call for the Grim Reaper, he has something of mine.