Fight.

"No...no...no you did not..just finish my last bottle of Oronamin C!"(If you have no idea what that is,then I pity you.)

My brothers and I used to squabble and get into brawls over things, things that seems so trivial
now that I look at it.
People fight.It's only natural that we do so. 

We descended from ancestors who used to throw feces at each other as a sign of hostility.

We still have that primitive rage, that inner desire to rip out each other's throats

and just lay it all out on the battlefield.
As a supporter of a club that you do not talk about, I think it's appropriate for me to tell you that

fighting does solved unresolved issues, but it's more of a last resort.
I mean,you don't have to punch and knock each other's teeth out,
but when we fight,the beast inside gets released,and
that's when our true forms are laid down in bare for all to see.
You can pretty much judge the character of a guy by the way he fights,
rather than the way he talks to you,or anybody,for that

matter.

But that doesn't mean you gotta fight with people all the time.

No,you gotta know when to fight and when not to.


the thing you gotta remember is that no matter how bloody and harsh the argument,
you need to know that you need to compromise soon after, or things get really bad and you get 
served a restraining order.

Now,I gotta get back to "talking sensibly" with my brother for finishing off my Oronamin C...with my fist.
(I have no idea why but he keeps saying "Apppuuutroooonn" and "Vviiiiprrrimmmee!" Transformers,maybe?)

D.

(Aaaand the song for the day iiiiiss Mad Love!)
(Also,check out the trailer for  Kick-Ass 2~)